Last Monday I stepped out for a walk. It was the day after Hurricane Henri. Thank God it was not as bad as the prediction. But the gusty wind still had footprints. Many branches and twigs were uprooted from their limbs. While I was waiting for my neighbor to join me for a walk, I saw one small branch lying on my driveway face down but yet fresh. For some reason, it still looked attractive on its own merit. I kept staring at it. Nothing I could do to help if it is with pain neither the branch could speak. Thought to myself, it had a source of life a few hours back and is now at the brink of death. Part of my brain is surely wired for art and started seeing patterns to draw for my Zentangle. The other half of my brain was trying to absorb the feelings this fallen small branch might be going through. So many thoughts crossed my mind and I was not able to pin them down. Felt restless and continued my walk. On my way back I took a pic so that I could copy the pattern. Later that afternoon I drew my zentangle, a technique I learned only a day before. This morning I woke up way before the sun (unusual for me) and thought about it again. While it was attached to its limb, I am sure it was healthy, happy, and enjoyed its life to the fullest. But for sure no one noticed or cared. Now being fallen to the ground served as an inspiration for a compassionate artist for her artistic joy. I guess inspirations are all around us when we are ready to absorb. Not only that it comes with lessons too. Here was my lesson.. अपने आप में खुश रहना और खुद के लिए जीना कोई बड़ी बात नहीं जीवन में किसी और के काम आ सको उस से बढ़कर कोई खुशी नहीं और ये कोई आम बात नहीं.. @मनोरमा It is no big deal or crime to be happy on your own. But if one’s life can be useful to others, the pleasure is incomparable.