I step out on the new day, breathing in the air
Down the street I see the broken buildings with the markings that hold secrets
The children laugh as they roam curiously
A man with polio sits on the ground asking for money, he gives me a smile of acceptance. It left in me humility.
The odors of pollution are lingering but the smells of flavors packed with herbs and spices from foods being made are over powering
The simple glances explain to me the unordinary lives of people
Women on the street doing their chores smile brightly at my surprised face
Fathers take their kids to school on motorcycles. The daily duties always being carried out.
The taste of fresh fruits and coconut water from stands on the street help fight the heat
I become mesmerized by the mixture of colors and designs of sarees worn by the women who pass me
Jewelry that blinds me. Women wearing anklets that clink as they walk. Reminding the earth of their presence with every step.
The ancient scriptures on the walls of sacred surroundings have a demanding essence
People follow the way of the cosmos. With an attitude of being humble, the experiences become priceless
Such familiar sounds are present from which the rhythm creates. In the middle of all the chaos, we move forward in our days. Accepting the beauty in all things.
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