Trust

A fog enveloped the air, and a mist settled in the orbs, blurring my vision. I waited for the sunshine to grace the earth and render warmth and light. Ensconced in the warm quilt, I gazed at the clock lazily, thinking about the day when I waited at the threshold of my door. How fast time flew in winter, as if it had wings. If we miss the hours, would they return and knock at the doorsteps?

A warm cup of coffee sets the pace of a freezing day. Covered in layers of garments, I watch the blooming rose potted in a pot in my balcony, the petals simmering in the cold wave. It longs for the sun to shine and dance on its surface. The flower wishes to touch the rays that steal glances, and run away in the mist. It basks in the fleeting moments and yearns for more. The longing gives the flower a rare sense of comfort that is both painful and beautiful.

How nature equips itself to embrace this season, where plants shed off their leaves, and stand barren like snow-capped cliffs, resiliently enduring the frigidness.

Once clad in greenery, the tree had been home to many birds and insects. And now it stands bare amidst the chills of cold waves, shedding the cloak of abundance quietly underneath the sky. Time changes, and with the changing time, the tree adapts to the varied quirks of unfurling nature.

Isn’t this a lesson for us to learn and unyieldingly withstand every hurdle that comes our way? Can our relationships build on such a premise, evolving like the rose, the tree, and the seasons? Day by day!

The canopy of trust strengthens the roots that endure summer and winter, and still stand un-witheringly with might without decaying or drying. Trust is the kernel of relationships that never crumbles under extreme pressure; most relationships fail because of a lack of trust. The insect of mistrust nibbles the roots, causing damage to the stem and branches. People falter, fixing other parts of their broken relationships, without understanding that the problem lies in nurturing and saving the roots, named trust. When infected by insects, a plant decays, withers, and ultimately dies.

Nibedita Rajguru