Saunter Down The Backroads

And as it happens many times, you enjoy moment that suddenly befalls you, when you least expected it.

It was a usual day at work, meeting deadlines, etc. Took a short lunch and then as had time took a walk. And who knew burning a bit of calories could also open mind to those memories.

It was a perfect Sunny autumn day on cust of incoming winter in Florida. When in sun the heat is invigorating, and when in shade you would stretch for a light jacket. All this added to a natural pond made by the Hillsborough river, a common geography of this part of Florida. A pond with lotus leaves and lively algae filled water, took me back to old times.

Days in Calcutta in the winter in Mamas place. Besides the pond, or visiting them for vacation. When the afternoon sun was a treat to latch on unlike the fiery and sultry afternoon of the summer. And just like dryness that had replaced the near recent wet August. And road covered with fall leaves it reminded of the old days. And how in our business of work and relationships we sometimes do not even have time to connect to so many of things. Touch and feel the world that is just outside our car windows. And with it all I felt a sense of connection with not so old past, which to many like us immigrants means distance from known land and people. And suddenly there were a connection to this place and something we knew, where one could feel a more holistic emasculation of things around us. When we could soak in many of the softer moments that a day provides outside our windows of fleeting moment and speed. Where we often never touch and feel what being a human is like, of connecting to the nature.