The fragrant cloud

Friends started posting pictures of the full moon tonight. So, I too went up on my terrace, clicked some photos quickly, chose the best one and posted in all my close WhatsApp groups. There...my duty was done!  Then, as I raised my eyes from my mobile screen, the beauty of the moon took my breath away. Gently floating in the tranquil sky, softly sweeping away the light puffs of white clouds, throwing a silver hue to the whole world and a deep calm and serenity over me...I sat there completely mesmerized. Was this mysticism or hypnotism or simply the true beauty of nature? Being so caught up in the daily grind, I never realised I had been missing out on these things. Even the distant barking of a dog sounds so soft now. The whole world is gripped in the claws of an unseen enemy now. Humanity is being attacked on all fronts. Only our spirit is undaunted. From daybreak to nightfall, the advances of our nemesis is hammering on our heads with relentless force. The futility of all measures,

Whether it is a problem of the mind or the heart, I am not sure. There is a young woman who is always going around the neighborhood with her five young children following her around. She seems to be doing nothing except literally roaming around the neighborhood from sunrise to sunset. Her two older children go to school off and on but the younger three are too young for school. In the beginning, I used to wonder whether her mind was deranged or not. But, she talks with everyone quite normally. So I believe that she is just another child among her five children!  Whenever I see her, my heart feels very heavy. What will become of all her children? But I always end up thinking that everything is in God's hands. Even the children brought up with all the facilities turn out bad and those raised from the soil turn out good. There is always something called fate. Then, one day my neighbour informed me that her youngest son who was not even one year old was dead. I was shocked. She always