Guiding Light of The Month

In this immense heroic struggle, in this sublime struggle of love against hatred, of justice against injustice, of obedience to Thy supreme law against revolt, may I gradually be able to make humanity worthy of a still sublimer peace in which, all internal dissensions having ceased, the whole effort of man may be united for the attainment of a more and more perfect and integral realisation of Thy divine Will and Thy progressive ideal. - The Mother

Showers of Joy

Mother Nature talks to us in various beautiful ways. The bright shine from the sun, chirping of the birds, lovely colours of the flowers, glow of the moon, twinkling stars, and the colourful rainbow are few happenings that bring us close to our self and open doors to unlock the beauty within us.

One fine afternoon, I was sitting on the verandah looking for some inspiration to write. The sky was a little pale with a formation of clouds that was shaped like a big ice cream. Somewhere I heard a clap, a thunder. It was as though the clouds were laughing hard. A chill breeze swiped the clouds and brought forth a few drops of rain. Little drops of water fell on dry earth. An amazing smell arose out of the wet mud. It’s a smell that brings out the child in us - young child that enjoys the secret beatitudes. As I sat absorbed in the freshness that came along with the scent of wet mud, the rain drops increased in volume and pat, pat, pat came the shower with full force. The little birds went back to their nests, cats and squirrels hid in the tiny places they could find and flowers, as if they were thirsty for a long time, leaned in and enjoyed the bath earnestly. Little children came out to dance in the rain merrily.

The drops of rain looked like little silver bells falling on earth creating a jingle as they touched the ground. Wish I had a string to pull them all together… The flowers rejoiced the shower and a solitary dove sat happily drenched in water. I saw the trees standing tall and strong despite the heavy downpour. Though they bent along with the wind they did not break. A beautiful shower is a messenger from the heavens blessing the earth with happy times. These little drops that strike the earth are going to merge with the huge ocean taking a long course down winding paths and tunnels touching and making a difference in many lives.

When a singer is about to stop singing, he slowly brings his song to an end, by reducing the volume step by step and slowing down the pace. The music reverberates in our ears even after he has finished it. Just like that, the rain came to an end with the drops reducing slowly in intensity. Little birds walked out of their nest to sing a beautiful song full of gratitude towards nature for the wonderful shower. Cats and squirrels started their play again. The dew drops on the leaves glistened in the shine and birds pecked on the little water puddles left on the ground. The Sun, which seemed to be hiding behind the clouds walked out with its smiling golden shine and lit the whole place with an air of felicity. It was as though some beautiful soul had come in and Mother Nature welcomed the little one to this earth with her joyous festival.

-          Sandhya

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