Rohit Sharma

Last Sunday I dipped inside a waterfall and later while trekking back from the place, I passed through a rainy forest for two hours in constant. I walked amid nature. But most often I was only watching my footstep as it was slippery. I reminded myself to stand a while and look up towards the cloudy sky, and drink the dancing green that was surrounding. Rainy season is a blessing indeed. I crossed pools of water and overflowing mini-waterfalls.. Driving back home took more 5 hours and yeah that’s it. I was home. I felt safe. I was ok. The other day I went to the office and I had a pretty long day there. I was happy & tired. But I came back to my place with a tiny stuffed ear. I mean I was feeling as if my ears are swelled. I felt like cleaning it with a earbud. I did. I cleaned well. It’s a habit to keep the ear clean. I forgot the moment and got busied in the later life. After 2 hours, when I was about to fall asleep, I had pain in the left ear. I could not sleep with it. I had t

It was a 140 Km one way ride from our place at Mumbai to the devkund trek. It was a random plan. Instead of continuing on the ride at the highway, we decided to head here. It was through the panvel, towards the Mahad that one way turns to devkund. This same place is nearer from Pune as well. A white fog was meditating over one of the hills around. Stopping out bike at the sides, we stood over a thin water brigde. The sky was cloudy, painted with a little blue shade in dilution. A river channel was below us through which a much transparent water was flowing in child-like agitation. It's nascent. Compared to the rivers in the central India, should I say that these are short lived, that they would meet their destiny earlier - The ocean... This is west India! It didn't rain all the way till now. It's the fourth week of june. The IMD had predicted that it's a surplus monsoon this year. Now there are quiet headlines about deficient comparisons. It's still the first month.

Time is inconstant. I wait for my phone to not ring. I wait for the weekends. The exuberance that I will do something on the day make me over realize. There are no concrete plans till the day is there. All burst into nothingness. At actual, I lay spread at my room, dozing, not dozing, severally looking at mobile screen, mobile notifications, watching random lectures and so on. As the day passes by, I complete unending tasks that keep coming in mind. I took my pants to the tailor and got it done. I ironed my dump of clothes. I video-called my mother and talked calmly. I made my own food. I pushed up and did the sit ups. It's afternoon. The windows are open. I saw a bird nest over the branch of the tree. No idea of the human neighbors, but I have this bird duo who takes turn to guard the nest. For some time now, the lady bird has kept her mouth open, no idea why. Very recently, a tree standing next to theirs was cut down in half. Many of the insects, birds and crows became homeless.