The House With A Blue Roof

I had been travelling by this route for quite some time now but never before had anything caught my fancy as has the house with the blue roof. It felt like a dream sequence. I was fancying myself living in a small cottage, with pristine white walls and a blue roof. The house was cordoned off by a series of tall palm trees, swaying their huge fronds in the morning breeze. Though the entire flick was seen through the window panes of my bus but it filled me with umpteen happiness. I smiled and carried with me the apparition for the entire day.

This particular envision rekindled in me the desire of building myself a small cottage with a small balcony leading to a garden. The balcony will be littered with the dry leaves of the mango and banyan trees that will criss-cross the length and breadth of my garden and I will have a rocking chair amidst the reeling twigs and leaves. The colored leaves of maple trees will add blush to my garden. There will be rows and rows of mango trees with branches bending with the weight of their mangoes. I just hope I can still climb up those trees and pluck them. There will also be a swing rooted in the garden. Every time the rain trickles through the dense foliage of the garden, I will be swinging along with drops of rain falling on my face. 

Time to wake up.... its only a dream, something unreal, a trance, a fantasy.... but again who can stop me from dreaming of my house with the blue roof. 

What is the positive in your negative?

At times human nature amuses me a lot.... We always find something to crib for, something to be unhappy for. The irony of our nature is we always are attracted to the more difficult paths in our lives and avoid the brighter shades. Isn't this the reason why when a smile can brighten our mood, we tend to think of something pitiful that would fill us with remorse and hatred. Isn't this also the reason why we have forgotten to keep ourselves happy? I too at times find myself enclosed within the negativity of life but then I feel keeping myself happy is my responsibility. This is when I start looking for the positives in my negatives. At times when your emotions are battered and broken, finding hope and affirming the reasons for ones own existence is something paranormal. But again if you want to exist in this World, you have to be a little weird, consider yourself a mystic with no attachments and emotions, no demands and hope ....... this can be the only way to keep oneself happy.