This evening I went to a place filled with beautiful vibrations. It was a gathering of a few souls searching for the something that would help them understand the beauty of life a little better.
As I sat there, just observing (oh, I love doing it. I can spend hours people-watching)the people around me and drinking in the atmosphere filled with flowers and fragrance I felt happy -for no apparent reason.
The room was filled with marigolds, roses and jasmine; perfumed candles and diyas. There were myriad fragrances floating in the room.
As my mind glided from one corner of the room to the other, soaking in the fragrances I asked myself what is that beautiful fragrance. It is more than a rose or a jasmine. It was something more.
And then it clicked- it was the fragrance of joy.
Yes, that is precisely what I felt and that was the fragrance in that room.
Joy. Not the jumping-jack-joy. But the gently-flowing-stream-joy; fluffy-floating-clouds-joy; huge-soft-flowy-organza-joy;
Till today I didn't realise that fragrances can be measured in terms of feelings.
And I sat there, letting myself soak in the soft music and the fragrance of joy with light from the candles adding to my joy.
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