Little Pleasures

By Neha Mehta Bhandari

The little pleasures in life,

Which were once easily derived,

From the minimal things in life,

Those were the days, I wish could be revived.

Things were simple then,

Not much multi-tasking involved,

Each activity had it's own significance,

Unlike mobile phones today, which have a dominance.

Smart phones as they are rightly termed as,

Have made our lives easier & tasks quicker undoubtedly,

But still I am reminded of the good old days,

When I miss that feeling incessantly.

That feeling of holding a pen or pencil in my hand,

Trying to carve out a beautiful handwriting,

That unconditional love in a hand written letter or post-card,

That warmth of a hand-made greeting card.

For now, the only medium is keyboard & touch-screen keypad,

The outcome being printed papers all around the sight,

Our fingers have so gotten used to typing & clicking all the while,

That they no longer remember how to write.

Outings those days used to be a treat to the eyes,

As I would admire the sunrises & sunsets as nature’s art,

Capture the magnificent views in my eyes,

And save them as memories in my heart.

But that feeling of living in the moment, now I miss,

Coz when I look up at nature, there are mobile screens everywhere,

Waiting to capture the views with an in-built camera lens,

Rather than appreciating nature’s beauty in the true sense.

Going to restaurants was not a thing, usual,

Either on birthdays or anniversaries, it was occasional,

But whenever we went, the purpose was one,

That we relish our taste buds & have fun.

Nowadays, with the advent of social media,

Everyone’s in a race to update their statuses,

As if clicking photos & posting them is a vital matter,

Even before having the taste of what’s in your platter.

Happiness used to be a sentiment, a feeling, an emotion,

Not worthy enough to be measured,

Unlike the number of likes, comments, shares,

Which have managed to quantify even intangible affairs.

By Neha Mehta Bhandari