Paresh Tiwari

Down the Rabbit Hole

Today when the rains stopped, I stepped out with my iPod. A few minutes into my evening run...with punk rock hammering my eardrums, suddenly, on a whim I took out the earphones, paused the music and slowed to a leisurely walk.

For the first time in days, I was truly aware of my surroundings... the cerulean sky, shafts of pale sunlight through the slate-gray clouds, the hanging promise of drizzle in the gentle breeze, an impatient argument of jungle babblers, the hushed whispers of leaves, the woody aroma of wet bark all around and the deep black of a rain drenched road beneath my feet...

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