I was on the brink of losing my usual positive disposition and get into "life really sucks" mode. Past few weeks have been quite a challenge considering the responsibilities that have tagged along with increasing work. It has been quite a while since I attended my usual weekend shoots or visited art exhibitions. When I stay away from my passions for little longer time, I experience range of emotions that leave me conflicted, discordant, distressed, unmoved and completely uninspired.
Pursuit of creativity is my inherent need, a lingering urge and once it is met, something clicks in my cerebrum, turning all that dissonance into consonance, things align and I feel present and rejuvenated physically, intellectually, and emotionally. Colours, forms, textures and perspectives give me great high.
Going back to my almost getting into "life really sucks" mode; there I was, stressed and withdrawn, looking blankly outside my window one evening when something interesting happened. I saw a tiny bird, hopping from one branch to other singing its heart loud!
Our garden has some interesting range of birds paying visit every day. This tiny bird has been competing with cuckoo in singing and I always admire its guts. Though it is not as loud but it makes sure that we get up with its first visit early morning and keeps giving us reminders of its presence throughout the day. Despite numerous attempts, I have not yet been able to capture it in my camera. I have run frantically from one window of the room to other, to every part of the garden and under each tree in search of this bird several times but its swift movements always seem beyond my competence.
After putting immense efforts I have gracefully accepted my defeat from this bird and feel deeply humbled. Interestingly, during my chase I noticed something that I have been missing out - sheer abundance of forms, textures, colours and perspectives...all that I love!
How come I didn't notice these amazing abstract designs and textures on the bark and trunk of the tree, burst of colours and forms on leaves and flowers? It is not that I have not been aware of this bounty but sadly have been buried in lot of things to notice so much beauty around.
Moments that burst out of utter wonderment or creativity are difficult to describe. What we sometimes miss out are such simple moments that need not be trail blazing factors but like the quiet pulse beat, actually hold essential rhythm of life. And that tiny bird has given me this beautiful moment of epiphany. I find its songs much sweeter now. Hope I capture it on my camera. Till then, it would be known as angel of God that helped me lift my spirits.
