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in the moment

Dissolving up from deep sleep
He opens his eyes to a blur visual
He keeps staring at the bluriness without rubbing his eyes for clarity
As some flock of air dashes against him, some brushing him and some other finding itself trapped in his shirt looking for an escape... making his shirt to flutter producing a sweet sound
Some birds sitting on the nearby tree chirping as if singing a new ryhme
He continues lying, staring... mired in a blank thought

After sometime he helps himself to sit upstraight
Allowing his back to rest on the wood behind and his barefoot to rest on the ground
He rubs his eyes with both hands
He gazes at the blue sky to notice a pack of birds flying... forming a near semi circle shape
He finds himself seated on a white painted long seat placed on a sandy ground before a deep flawless blue sea
His thoughts still 'still' as calm water, motionless, undeterred, undisturbed

In front of him placed is a small table of comfortable height holding on a tea pot, cup, some toasted bread and a piece of cloth
He helps himself by pouring some tea in the cup
As he does so... he breathes the sweet scent of a desirable tea
He takes a sip and senses the tea to be in the right tempreature and having a perfect blend of cardmon, ginger, tea leaves, milk and water
He picks up the toasted bread gloden brownish in colour, smeared with butter and bloodred jam on one of it's side
By it's look the smearing of butter and jam appearead to be a work of art
He takes a bite which produces a soothing crunchy sound
The bread tasted to be fresh as if delivered to be toasted right after it was baked
His mouth enjoying the crunchiness with every chew, coupled with the taste of butter and jam
Now he takes a bigger bite of toasted bread followed by a substantial sip of tea
The taste of this combination leaves him blown away with an unbelievable taste of ecstacy yearning for more
He repeats the act... toasted bread followed by tea and closes his eyes to embrace the deliciousness of this simple food in his mouth
He chews slowly, swallows slowly allowing his mouth full of taste to last as long as possible

After finishing this delicious simple food
He stands on his feet and marches forward barefoot towards the sea
He stops himself near the shore
As waves of air constantly reshapes his hair... and waves of water caresses his feet
He closes his eyes to fully embrace every milliounce touch of air and water... with a grin on his face

If you notice he happens to be a person who is mindful
He who did not panic after finding himself in the middle of nowhere... but instead he kept harnessing his existence to be mindful without questioning

Sometimes the simplicity involved in attaining a feat makes it the most difficult one to attain
So is true about being mindful or to be in the present
It is a simple act of being conscious and being fully aware... yet given the clout of past and future it becomes a task
Our present is by far the most powerful dimension of our existence... the more mindful we are of our present the more we distance ourselves from past worries and future expectations...

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