This is one of the rare moments when I get the house to myself. Yes, I am home alone (finally). Well, I am not feeling well, so I did not report for work. I suppose I am exhausted. I burned myself on Sunday night and went to work yesterday after a short nap (0.5 hours). Anyway let me not digress. I am here to talk about the peacefulness in the silence around me...
It feels as if it has long time since I experienced serenity. I am all alone and I have the whole space to myself. This house, which I see every day, seems some sort different now. It is interesting how serenity changes the atmosphere of a place which I am most familiar.
When anyone of my family members is at home with me, the house looks... (what can i say)...OCCUPIED. Usually mom is in the house and when we are not in any kind of conversation (that means we are busy with our own business); her actions send some of sort of signals across the rooms. Her footsteps and the noise made by the pots, her sewing machine or the TV in her room would fill the atmosphere. But now, the sound of the running water in the fish tank, the tyres of the SBS bus outside and my keyboard creates an entirely different ambience.
[ I had a lot to say…. but for now my serenity has been disturbed by some unpleasant matters…. Will be back when I regain my calm]
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