It’s been a year now, and my views through my window keep changing; as days, months, and seasons pass by, I still lookout to see what more adventures life has in store.
Probably, ‘people-watching’ through my window became an alleged habit for me since I started my creative writing course last year, but it helped me greatly during my lockdown days. Interestingly, it wasn’t just the people, but my viewpoint of life itself was influenced by this little hobby.
Though I’ve been through the journey with the virus, inside out, slipped past the death bed, survived the helplessness and exhaustion, and regained my grip on life, like many others around me,
I saw love, thoughtfulness and motivation in those people around me that cared.
I saw strength and determination to move forward, to rise from the ashes, like a Phoenix.
I saw the glimmer of hope at the end of the tunnel, the promise that tomorrow is a new day.
Above all, I saw God, come down from his mighty heaven to me to uplift my poor lost soul.
When I look back, I realise that my materialistic achievements outweighed the sight I saw with my inner eyes through the new window screen of my life.
Some views and viewpoints change the way we look at life. Indeed, the past year was such a year that imparted new insights and gave new perceptions about life, due to which a lot of my perspectives on life has transformed to a different level.
Much Love and blessings ❤️