Mallorca
Though it is the onset of autumn, there are still blooms all around, namely pink and white bordering the highway and on the town streets making these looking pretty and uplifting.
Being a touristy town, you will find plenty of signs such as bars, mini golf course and the tennis. As the main tourist system is coming to an end, there are plenty of places vacant for rent and even for sale and if you are a keen observer, you might find a bargain here.
The weather is warm, pleasantly bearable and I wonder what it would be like in the high summer although sun bathers always desire to have their bare bodies roasted to a brown toast all over.
White red, yellow red - buses pass by frequently on the one way streets and beyond the sloping streets, there is the sparkling sea in all its bluish glory, inviting you to come thither to taste all its visual delights.
A young woman accompanied by her male escort comes along and had a sudden desire to make herself Pretty and desirable-crosses over to the mid border of the street where all the flowers are blooming, catches a certain branch and pluck a tender flower to deck her dark tresses. All this free from the public display minus one flower, which regrettably gone for ever.
There is a sense of peace around and a soul at leisure as to take life and things easy but as usual the brain is reluctant to accept such a state as it has been modified by the past-hurly burly of city life and always manipulated by the faster pace . Brain neuron circuits always want to “achieve” something however trivial it may be.
Lot of tourists pass by with a high proportion of elderly couples, in white hats & holiday shorts-With a slow gait but with big bellies with a blank controlled look as if they have suffered plenty of stings and arrows in their lives.
Outside on the balcony there is golden sunshine and which gets filtered through curtains and shutters making interesting patterns on the floor. Some time the curtains get rippled by gentle cool breeze and the patterns move too...
Though everything is here for the contentment of the mind, but it is never satisfied by it on its own. It craves for company as to share its delights and to create oneself and it happens in love, the lovers create each other through holding each other, caressing and the loving looks in their eyes.
Plenty of dogs are around too. A thin woman has two powerful dogs on leash and when these see another tiny dogs on opposite site they lung towards it, dragging the woman along in a comedy of errors.
A tiny pooch is furiously running after his monster like jogger hardly keeping pace and another one is trying to make up its mind whether to jump into waters after his owner who has plunged into the sea foe a swim.
A cyclist cycling leisurely on the street, has a sudden urge to extend his ability to cycle on one wheel but falls flat on his back with the cycle on top, looks around whether anyone has witnessed re-climbs, and resumed his previous stance.
Durlabh Singh© 2013.
