Mind, moments and musings.

Abhiram E
2 min readSep 23, 2019

A flat land with snow covered mountains in the background, a road running through and a rainbow painting the cloudy sky.

Jab jab dard ka baadal chaya
Jab ghum ka saya lehraya
Jab aansoo palkon tak aya
Jab yeh tanha dil ghabraya

I sat there in the front seat gawking at this splendor. My mind leaped out of the car went wandering and kuch dur chalte hi, he met his familiar friends, worries. He came across dark clouds and the approaching storm. Realized, I am on this road filled with gravel without an insurance, in a remote corner of the world. Worries are those +1s who always show up to every party.

Humne dil ko yeh samjhaya
…Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai
Duniya mein yunhi hota hai

My mind came back to the car along with his friends. A sense of gloom started setting in. A situation all too familiar. But before his friends could jump into the car, I told him, “Wait a minute, this car only seats 4. Your friends should wait, because I see this beautiful rainbow and I can’t not pick her up.” Reflection and taking a moment seemed to be helping.

Yeh jo gehre sannate hain
Waqt ne sabko hi baante hain
Thoda gham hai sabka qissa
Thodi dhoop hai sabka hissa
Aankh teri bekaar hi nam hai
Har pal ek naya mausam hai
Kyun tu aise pal khota hai
Dil aakhir tu kyun rota hai

My mind agreed to what I said. It was not the right time to invite his friends over. How many times would I get this view? How many times would I run into a double rainbow? How many times would I catch the eye of a stranger and share a moment? Worries are better off when they are locked up in the trunk. While my mind will always fight me for that, that is one fight that I am ready to fight.

The moment I locked worries up, the scene lit up. Scenic mountains, rainbows, an incoming storm and the sunlight fighting it’s way through a dense cover of clouds to shine on the open plains. Would I have reflected on this if I did not lock worries up? Not really and this moment would have been lost forever.

And so we kept driving, picking up rainbows, coastlines, snow covered mountains and a countless stories, while Imran’s poignant words played on the stereo.

Sign up to discover human stories that deepen your understanding of the world.

Free

Distraction-free reading. No ads.

Organize your knowledge with lists and highlights.

Tell your story. Find your audience.

Membership

Read member-only stories

Support writers you read most

Earn money for your writing

Listen to audio narrations

Read offline with the Medium app

No responses yet

Write a response