Bliss of Absence
13TuesdayNov 2012Written by Ridita Mizan
When I feel lonesome and isolated, I usually read Shelley. Like him, I like to be a nightingale and sit in darkness, and sing to cheer my own solitude with sweet melody. As, meditating in my solitude, I find supreme bliss. Have a look at the photo of Debjani Chowdhury. Does the house standing high above the town is feeling depressed in solitude?
No, it’s not. Rather, it has befriended the high hills around it and celebrating the bliss of solitude by singing the song of nightingale. What are your views on solitude? Share with me.
Article written by: Ridita Mizan
Inspired by: Photo of the Day | July 24 | Solitude, by Debjani Chowdhury