A Balcony View

Sometimes it feels good to just stand in the balcony and hear either the silence or the world whizz by. Looking up at the night sky with the crisp nip in the air and the occasional sound from the tampered silencer of someones bullet going past, the master calling the name of his dog out on an after dinner walk and sounds of several footsteps making their way home trying to beat the pace of the dark.There's so much activity yet so much calm, there's a different melody to each night and yet there is a quiet.

The trees cloak themselves in the colours of the night and the lamp posts express themselves with shadows which if you look at long enough sometimes seem more real than the objects from which they stem. They seem to me just like the thoughts, the dreams, the nightmares which seem more real than reality...then I look away...from the thoughts and the shadows. So much transpires in a day and so much more just in our head and heart. There's so much more that we have lived,more than we realise... for there's a real world on the road, another inside our homes but all of us have a world that exists only in balconies even if the balcony isn't real at times... however the thing to remember most importantly is to always look up at the sky :)

Sanchita Johri