Past week, an aimless wandering fly was making a penetrative buzz around the ears, left to right; when shooed away, it just came back tossing up with the challenge, right infront on the face, and then on the nose; like teasing for a tussle, turning literally into an instant annoyance.
And today, in hours of my desolate solitude, the same provocation becomes an interaction and it doesn't seems to bother me, rather it turns into a moment of pleasure and engaging indulgence; the clemency shown by the poor thing seems to lift my mood, enticing euphoria; I suddenly felt relaxed, a feeling of pleasantness, relishing my senses; my soul seems to develop an inner connect with it, at a deep, deeper level and my heart now brims with gratitude, for the selfless sympathy that it offered, for the sheer comforting company that it gave.
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