We are in partial lockdown till the 24th. We hear movement of some vehicles in the mornings. Then it is quiet. The stillness reminds me of last year. The same eerie stillness, unnatural and forced.
Then there is the stillness due to the heat before the rains. The weather was very hot one evening last week. We were wondering if it would rain. Then we heard thunder in the distance. We could hear it coming nearer. At 5.30 it started raining. The stillness was broken by the sound of rain and then by thunder. It rained for an hour. The plants were enjoying themselves. They looked so green and beautiful. We watched the rain and were happy as the weather became cooler.
Just as the rain broke the stillness of the air, birds break the stillness of early mornings. I love to watch day break and light fill the room. At the same time birds start chattering. Sometimes it is as if an orchestra is happening outside.
Last year we were in McLeodganj in the Dhauladhar ranges of the Himalayas. We were lucky to see the Himalayan Slopes from out hotel room. There is something so majestic about them. There was a stillness in the air when it was dark. It was so dark and quiet all around, only the twinkling of the stars, lightyears away. It filled my heart to see day break. The stillness around echoed that of the night. The Himalayan ranges are awe inspiring. I will always remember those nights and early mornings.
Writing about stillness, this quotation comes to mind.
“Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?”
― Lawrence Durrell