A Special Walk On A Special Night!

Once I have my dinner, I step out of my home every night and walk across the floor where my flat is situated. 

I have come to realize that every walk has a different aura.

In the morning, when I go to the temple, that walk feels fresh, active and lively. In the evening, when I walk in the park, that walk is more health-conscious as I clock-in the time I started the walk and ensure that I walk for at least 30 minutes.

But this walk - the one after dinner - that is immensely relaxing. It is a reminder that all the chores of the day have been dealt with. Most of the days the walk is uneventful. I walk for around 15 minutes and then get inside my home all set to do some reading. 

But sometimes, this walk becomes special. Extra-ordinary. Something to write about!

So that night I was walking as usual when a pleasant aroma wafted in the air - the aroma of some delicious food being prepared. I couldn't make out what the dish was, but the aroma was too good. Some spices, ghee and coriander leaves - an utterly delicious combination that you will never go wrong with in any snack. Try as I might, I could not figure from which house the aroma was wafting. I just kept walking, inhaling and wishing someone would offer the dish to me. 

I was still reeling under the sensory attack when sounds of laughter drifted from the house of the caretaker of the building where I live. I could make out that he and his wife were laughing. 

The laughter was infectious and I found myself laughing lightly. It also brought in a certain wistfulness - the ability to be able to laugh this wholeheartedly seems like a lost art to me. But the whole family of the caretaker, while having their own set of troubles,  abounds in one thing - there is plenty of laughter amongst them always. They smile a lot, they celebrate festivals with fervor and they have a very positive aura, no matter whether they are having a good day or a not-so-good one. 

That night, as the sounds of laughter drifted from their family, I smiled and laughed along with them while being on my own. It felt wholesome!

Sometimes it takes a combined sensory attack - on the olfactory and on the ears as well - to feel grateful about the simple pleasures of life - delicious food to eat, a family that laughs with you and the ability to appreciate the simple things in life.