When the breeze
starts blowing and the grass starts bowing, a change is round.When the eyes
start rolling and the heart starts throbbing, youth is round.When hormones
start flowing, moustache starts peeping, contours start shaping, voice starts
changing puberty is around. It is time for the advent of sweet teens.
Some of the process
in nature occur noiselessly, evaporation and arrival of puberty; both result
into accumulation, when the efforts of water vapor during evaporation reach certain
height they unify and appear as clouds on the other hand when thoughts in
puberty gain strength they result into ideology as such there are no fixed
rules in both the process. Both process start with nothing and end up with
something.
A cloud cannot
remain in the sky forever, it has to pour down somewhere, it is just looking
for a reason, maybe, a mountain barrier, may be a drop in temperature, may be a
drop in pressure or heaviness. All it knows is to pour down but it does not
know where, it is not in its control.
Ideology occurred
as the outcome of puberty too cannot stay isolated, it too has to get rolling.
When it sets rolling one gets attracted to the opposite sex, one starts liking
the other sex but no one know why a boy starts liking a particular girl or why
a girl likes talking to a particular boy. Reasons, opportunities and occasions
are searched for, by both, the boy and the girl.
And wise man once said
it and the youth continues to endorse it “Two is a company and three is a
crowd” They enjoy the company of each other and shun the crowd and while
keeping company, wishes are wished, flowers change hands, promises are made,
tickets are bought, expectation raised and feeling showered.
The shower of rain
drenches the earth, the fragrance of soil fills the air, the temperature, the
humidity, the wetness are inevitable, they are sign of the ambiance getting
inducible and overloaded; the earth cannot escape, it welcomes the monsoon and
in acceptance dresses itself with greenery. Whether this beauty is the outcome
of monsoon or her own wish is not a concern of my curiosity. My concern is to
get lost in it.
The shower of
feelings and emotions are so heavy that the time has come, the road is cleaned,
the house is lit, music is just and dancing is a must. The air is filled with
fragrance elevating the mood, as the sermons are read the girl appears in her
bridal attire. In few moments a girlfriend will become a wife.
No doubt, she looks
beautiful, the photographer will best freeze her beauty in frames but like the
earth will her inner beauty be able to emerge and add to her apparent beauty,
enhance the ambiance of the house she has come to, will the promises be kept,
will the cheer and smile of her face be retained, will the girlfriend who
accepted to become a wife be able to become a girlfriend again.
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