Thursday, August 15, 2013

Nurturing A Peaaceful Mind.


Lately I have an autonomous girlfriend staying in one of the cities in the country. She is a very gorgeous in her early twenties trailing my age by a good three years. Surprisingly, she has accomplished her education and now working with one of the gratifying international NGOs whilst I am still working on my education despite that I was born before her. Very last week, I spent a forgettable and memorable night at her compund and amuzingly I was in such a puzzle   realizing that she owns a lovely and astoning home since this was my first time to visit her home.


Immitating the Romeo and Juliet scene, we had a perfect breakfast in a unique romantic atmosphere. The four walls painted in a stunning mural picturing portraying the countryside in which my lovely queen grew since her childhood. As a cultural preservative mechanism, during her holidays, this astonishing lady was deliberately sent to the village where her mother was intuitive so that she grew appreciating a parish life – What a paradise I found within this woman and never mind  seeking to know  her as  I am scared to end up loosing my angel – kikikiki(laughing)…


Imagine a  countryside which  depicts  the fresco in a panorama of rolling hills, gentle valleys, and singing streams, the latter clean and sun-speckled, and babbling over rocks. Winding roads meander through pleasant meadows. Little houses dot the landscape. In a central position is a white church surmounted by a tall steeple. Some of you must have deciphered where exactly this place might be.Ofcourse Yes, somewhere along the shores of our beautiful lake. What a beauty monopoly such a beautiful lady coming from.


As we breakfasted, my better half talked of this other expanse of her youth, singling out various points of curiosity in the frieze. Then she whispered “habitually, as I park myself in this dining-room, I set out from spot to spot in reminiscence and relive of those days. In paradigm walking up that way as a girl with nude feet imminent from a water-fetching charge. In  memory  yet how the clean dust felt between my toes. I learn by heart coasting down those hills in winter to get a hold of firewood. Wait a minute, I recall learning how to swim in that trout stream on numerous summer afternoon.” She cultivated her past adding flavor to the breakfast we were having. The narration itself was so magnetic that I was feeling my presence in her past. It was thrillingly attractive!


Paused in a puzzle, with a folk still held in my hand exclusive of realization as my attentiveness became passively diverted to her annotations. “That is the church I used to attend as a mummies little girl.” She grinned while pointing in the middle of the mural where the church was situated and alleged, “I sat through many long sermons in that church but gratefully evoke to my psyche the thoughtfulness of the people and the earnestness of their lives. I can sit here and look at that minster and imagine of the hymns I once heard with my grandmother and grandfather sitt ing together in the pew who are now  buried in that cemetery flanking the church, but in mind, I go and stand by their graves and hear them speak to me as in days gone by.” For the first occasion, a somber ambiance wrapped the room, but she was speedy enough to dismiss the dismal frame of mind with a cute smile that exuded onto my heart. Her smile almost freezed me! “I got very tired, sometimes am nervous and tense. When I argue with you to the level that I am frustrated, it helps me to sit here and go back to the days when I had an untroubled mind, when life was new and fresh. It does something for me. It gives me peace” She continued dispassionately. On that exposure, I promised within myself never to upset her any longer. I love her so much!


Perchance we all cannot have such murals on the dining-room walls, but you can put them around the walls of your mind.Depict the most fine-looking experiences of your life. Spend time among the thought these pictures suggest. No matter how busy you may be or what errands you may clutch, this effortless rather unique perform, having proved successful in many occurrence, may have a beneficial effect upon you. It is an easily practiced easy way to peaceful mind.


To me while inscripting these words,in a jovial mood, sitting on a river bank of one of the most attractive nature-laden villages in Malawi that  ensue to be part of me.Here I am, session on a famed romantic rock along the river bank. Turning my head ninety degrees clockwise, seeing an innate garden filled with graceful palm trees, roses, swaying in the balmy breeze. The air is laden with the aroma of exotic flowers-Hibiscus in nature of which in my village is a considerable variety. This is a 5-hactare garden established by a nature conservation trust operating in this and other surrounding villages.

Rotating another ninety degrees of my head from its rest position anti clockwise this time, I see “papaya” (pawpaw) trees laden with ripening fruits, extending their zone until running adjacent to the palm yard section. It is a scenario of a rare village in this age of environmental depletion. If you want to live in the past, when nature was plenty, try to give this place a visit. The brilliant color of royal poinciana and the fame of forest tree, add to the glamour of the scene. The incredible blue and calm water defined by the still skies and the gentle gradient of this section of the river course mesmerizes my pre-summer experience. I have come here to have a dose of silence franked with nature-propelled beautiful scenery. Yes, this village is the best!


Altogether, it is a scene of entrancing beauty. It has an indescribably healing effect upon me as I sit here writing about the power generated in a peaceful mind working in a peaceful environment embraced in nature. The insistent responsibilities under which I ordinarily live seem so far away. Though I am in this village on a particular mission other than relaxing at this amazing place, nevertheless the peace with which this place is filled envelopes me. Yet I realize that when I have returned to my base in the city, some great deal of distance away, I shall only then truly savor the exquisite joy of the beauty which I now behold. It will become enshrined in memory as a prized retreat to which my mind can go in the busy days that lie ahead. I love this place just as I love my wonderful and beautiful girlfriend and all people that I am connected with.

By: Negracious Al Majjiduh  (Content developer)
Editor: Magede Si Wandale

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