Somewhere in Hurak
My eyes were closed, but my senses were awakened. I was not wearing headphones, but I could listen to the music of the wind, small noises colliding and flurrying through the mountains… the chirping of birds, little pieces of soil slipping beneath my feet.
I was alone, deep, emotional. I felt a tiny salty teardrop falling down to my edge of the eye. My lips were not moving but I was conversing. I was not sleeping, but I didn’t want to awake, at least not in that moment. I began to imagine… this was not real life…
The weather was cold and the tip of my nose was slightly red… my white scarf shifting into a dusty color. I knew soon my throat would feel like a lump, but the good thing was, I could feel a little heat in the sun. But this view… the landscape, I have never witnessed a more spectacular place. I stood momentarily frozen as I didn’t care about anything in the world. I reckoned I was lost in this magical place. Nature moved me into another world, with more blessings, inter a calmer and a reproductive mind.
I thought to myself as I climbed up the hill, I was approaching a cure. I felt a healing sense. My brain and my body were strained because of the hiking. These small and amazing sensations took over my body, quite spontaneously. This mysterious barren mountain top and its power was hardly perceptible; In the middle of it all, there was a forest, and I went down deep…
Quite similarly, I was in the bowl here too, mountains all around me. I stood and felt the wild gusts of wind, totally lost… I could feel everything intensely - my body, my legs getting numb at that moment. And my pace slowed.
There were so many details I had never taken in before. I was just staring without blinking an eye. There was so much spirit, so much movement. I felt a sentiment that I wasn’t at all accustomed to.
After a long time, I felt it was silly to create a distance between the view and myself. I was a busy person in my normal life, where the shine seemed to have gone offline. I could never imagine how much I was missing… this deep sentimental connection between nature and my own heart.
Words and photography by Aaska Aejaz
Secret Garden
In a hidden corner,
a secret garden entices the guest
to linger in the ease of vivid solace.
Drifting through nature’s painted hues
gentle scents ride the breeze
stirring dormant passions at rest.
Silence lingers in the walls of our consciousness,
Infusing every breath with the essence of simple being.
Time dissipates in the lungs,
Exhaled on the wing of the Spirit
To rest in altered form on the vine.
Nature’s spell embraces the naked spirit,
Revealing all of its charms for the taking.
One Aura hangs in this timeless space
Unraveling the mysteries of life thread by fragile thread.
Awakened, a soul dances through the
chambers of the heart,
igniting the eternal flame within.
Words and photography by Aiyanah Rose