Music of the Monday morning

 


It's again a Monday morning. A flock of birds just flew off. While it's generally quiet, one can randomly hear the noise of the vehicles. The vendors have also begun their routine of selling the vegetables and fruits in the colony. This is a city experiencing one more Monday morning; where it's dwellers are slowly picking up the pace to match to the demanded rhythm.

 

One step after another. One walks and runs and rests to again stand up and rush. Is there a defined pattern or a musical rhythm the way this Monday morning picks up the pace? Or every time it is a new rhythm for city dwellers to improvise and add new notes to their daily routine?

 

The daily routine seen often as a 'black and white' movie could be viewed as a chance to balance out all the things one does and time to time add new elements. After all, living includes a lot of juggling!

 

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