Super Sunday With Solitude

Wow! I have successfully foiled the plan of weekdays that promised to toil me hard. Now, they have gone on a hiatus and I can enjoy the super Sunday with my beloved solitude. If there is something in this world that I can take into confidence it is none other than my solitude. Every day I yearn for Sunday to arrive so that I can set in motion my adventurous journey with my companion, the solitude. The streaks of yellow rays bang the window door to mark the beginning of a super Sunday. I don't know whenever Sunday comes, I ooze with confidence and pulsate with vitality which is barely seen on the weekdays. Nonetheless, it's not the time to venture into the weekdays and peel the anxious layers of the past. It's time to thrive in solitude; it's time to spend every moment of the day with elegance and charisma. My prolonged bath exceeded an hour as I chose to play with lukewarm water. I donned new clothes, slung bag on my shoulder and excitedly stepped out of my house waiting for the beautiful moments to embrace my soul.

I seem to reconcile with the reality today because the day is not devouring me with stress rather is inducing goosebumps making me think about how I am going to spend the rest of the day all by myself. I hopped on my motorcycle which was eagerly waiting for me to embrace it. I kick-started the vehicle and went on an accelerating journey forward. As I zipped through multiple roads with ease I could feel the breezy wind tantalizing my skin. I saw many youngsters waving their hands, going nuts as if they were released from prison to enjoy freedom. Sunday is my favourite day as it is a holiday. Not only me but many love this day which is indeed a colorful day in our life. The gripping day promised to be more colourful and rewarding so that the moments of the day could linger in my mind forever. The lush green trees, the enchanting open sky, the picturesque parks, and the kissing sun rays are a testament to God's brilliant creativity which a mere human cannot reproduce. I don't need hard evidence to substantiate my claims. Everybody knows the divine power of God. It was time for the motorcycle to take a breather I jumped out of it and made my way towards a restaurant to have my breakfast. The hunger hormones jumped with joy at the sight of the exquisite flavours of the dishes that desperately wanted to get into my mouth. I took a back seat and had a look at the menu. The intoxicating aroma tantalized my tastebuds as drooled at the sight of baby corn manchoori. The delectable dish appeared on my table to satisfy my cravings. Without wasting a fleeting second, I feasted on it. I cleared my throat and paid the bills. The hunger hormones chose to go dormant for a few more hours letting me enjoy the serenity of the world. Following my culinary adventure, I plodded back towards the motorcycle that glared at me because I had not filled its tummy. Without further ado, I drove it towards the petrol bunk so that it could have its meal seamlessly.

I rode on a busy road that seemed to support traffic frustrating me to the core. I just wanted to have a smooth ride but it turned out to be a bumpy ride with hundreds of vehicles manoeuvring over the roads making my life difficult. Time and again I had to apply brake and accelerate carefully. Finally, my ordeal ended when I reached the private park exclusively designed for a loner like me. I could see souls sitting alone with the comfort of their solitude staring at the lush green trees as if they had been ensnared in some dreams. This is what is termed daydreaming which is like fuel to our lazy mind. I occupied a lonely bench that longed for company. It must have felt relieved that I gave the much-needed company thereby ending its loneliness. I fished out a small book from my pocket and went on a reading spree for over an hour and nothing disrupted my attention as I went deep into the story. The nail-biting thriller kept me on the edge of the seat automatically allowing my fingers to flip through pages as my eyes gobbled up the words. Occasionally, the streaks of sunlight sneaked through the leaves of the tree and flashed on my book to add some glamour to the story designed for nerds. I gleefully laughed as I reached the climax of the story which turned out to be quite hilarious. No one was there nearby to disrupt my laughter as I continued to churn my emotions out without inhibitions coming in between. Einstein's theory of relativity swamped my head for a while because just like that the time has passed with me immersed in the author's gripping tale.

Slowly the sun hid behind the grey clouds thereby churning out a cloudy weather that fostered a sense of happiness and relief in me. I was always enamoured by the cloudy weather that wards off intense ultraviolet rays that lash at my skin relentlessly. I looked up at the sky anticipating the rain stones to pile down the ground. Life is so blissful when everything works the way you want. I could see the leaves of the tree accompanied by wind drenching my body to elicit a smile on my face. I just scanned around to see if there was someone who felt the same. One of the old men took the time off and went on a snoring spree as if his previous day's sleep was curbed by his family. I felt for the old man who looked skinny like me perhaps due to over-imagination. I soaked in the blissful wind that rejuvenated my soul and with a renewed sense of vigour I took deep breaths slipping into meditation. The perfect spot for meditation. No disturbance, no noise, only the rhythms of the beautiful nature that lullabies us to sleep. Upon the completion of my meditation, I craned my neck up and expressed my gratitude to the almighty for orchestrating such a beautiful day in my life. I got up, spun back and flinched at the sight of a dog that wagged its tail anticipating food from my side. I reached out to my bag, pulled out a bun and satisfied its tastebuds with exquisite sweetness. I beckoned the dog and it came forward. I just stroked its fur and it wanted me to perennially massage but my hands gave up and its face fell. I tossed another bun and it jumped in joy. That ample time allowed me to bid adieu to the dog. I disappeared with the motorcycle and the dog scanned around to see if I was playing hide and seek. Looks like its momentary happiness had faded and the world masquerading as a villain showed its true face as it was chased away by kids.

Being a foodie, the nearby restaurant beckoned me to devour delectable foods. I had south Indian meals which featured rice, puri, gravy, curd rice, and Pongal. Wow! What a sumptuous meal on a windy afternoon in solitude. I loved it to the core! I could see customers flocking to the restaurant to gobble up food gleefully. It started to drizzle as I quaffed up the elixir offered by nature. Did all this bliss stem from my solitude? I slewed around to see a few men engage in an altercation over a trivial dispute. The noise hammered my head as I quickly retreated out of the place that had stirred considerable chaos. The evening slowly materialized and the streaks of orange and red painted over the sky bewitched me. I don't seek for anything as my day is made. My eyes illuminated as I stole a glimpse of the river playing with the rays of the sun. I penned poems and they got recorded in my memories. The glorious scenic river is indeed a haven of beauty. I could see folks capturing the captivating scenes rendered by nature through their eye camera. Shockingly, everybody chose silence that filled the air and tranquillized our souls with ecstasy. Looks like people understood the significance of silence. I quietly thanked Mother Nature for its munificence. Subsequently, with a heavy heart, I pulled out my motorcycle and rode back home since the night took over the power. My solitude has unravelled the mystery of today solidifying its place in my heart. I just watched a hilarious YouTube video that infused immense joy into my heart, momentarily though. In a jiff, the day has vanished and my soul did feel wistful. Only the moments get etched but we can't relive the day again. I hope one day God provides us with an instrument using which we can peel back the layers of the past and relive all the beautiful memories. My phone buzzed with emails and the weekdays came back to keep me busy with my office work.