Sad Weather
I wear my headphones while writing. I don’t have enough concentration to write on a topic two pages in a single stretch. So I take help of music to drown out one of my senses, which generally helps with concentration. Today is different. Today, I can talk to weather.
As I came out for tea, instantly I knew something was off. Maybe my energy is a bit down than normal, or it’s the cold kicking in. I couldn’t pin point what it was. As I started walking, I’ve realised I’m calm and can think through though the traffic on road is honking and people around me are talking loud. That’s definitely not normal. It’s not me, it’s the Weather.
I looked at the sky. Grey stretch all around, no clouds, subtle mist floating in the air plopping onto my cheeks neatly, the cooler air without much breeze. This is the weather I love, and I started speaking back to it.
I grabbed my bag and started walking towards the mall. It is there that I look at books at the bookstore and write for a while. The road to the mall is the busiest in the city and I hate honking sounds. Music lets me enjoy the walk. Today, though the traffic is more than normal, I was walking with no music. I was looking not at the cars or people, but at the grey sky.
The whole experience feel sad. I could feel the cool temperature on my face, the greyness getting darker as minutes pass and leaves bustling to the subtle breeze. It could be combination of all these, or just the air around me talking.
I don’t know why the air’s sad, but I want to be with it. I don’t have a reason to be with sadness, or that I have something to share back. I want to be present with it, all my senses open to listening to what the air says.
Is the weather getting better as it talks? I am not sure. It’s almost sunset and the sky is getting darker every minute. I can’t rely on vision cause yhe light’s going away. Just the breeze around me is real now.
To be frank, I don’t even want to know if I’m making any difference. I don’t want a conclusion. I just want to sit outside and let it talk. I’ll be here to listen.
