Hold it in your palms
As you watch it promising you
A good escape.
Crack and scrape its hard shell
only as little as to give you
a sneak of the pulpy joy
You’re going to witness.
Sniff the lingering citric scent
And smile as you inhale it deeply.
Unravel it slowly
As you take pauses to
sniff it’s glorious fragrance.
Burst open the buds
And separate them
from their tattered threads.
Linger your touch to all of them
Till you finally choose to
I know you wouldn’t pause
This one time.
So go ahead, dive into it.
But now as you pick another one,
Marvel it, before you gulp it down
Hold it in front of the peeking sunshine
As you watch over its details for the first time.
Be surprised by its elements.
Be in awe of its colour.
Notice its tiny buds of pulpy juices
strategically placed underneath
the delicate transparent lining,
often interrupted by fibre threads.
Bite into it, as you taste
half of its sweetness in your mouth
and half onto your fingers.
Don’t reach out for napkins.
Let the juices drip,
Through your fingers to your wrist,
Through your lips to your chin.
Experience every piece
explode in your mouth
with a symphony of sweet and sour.
Give each a time of its own.
Devour every bit of it,
relish every moment of it.
Feel the texture,
and the scent –
all creating a cosmic cocktail
just for your taste buds.
Repeat till you’re done with all.
And then, hold the tattered peel
to see it sprinkle showers
as you pinch it in joyful glee.
For one last time,
Sniff the glorious scent.
And then, quietly hear your heart
This is called mindfulness. Mindful eating. Core of meditation. Bliss.
I have been practising mindful eating for my breakfast since quite some time. Honestly, those few extra minutes completely change the energy of my day. This was exactly how I discovered the art of devouring an orange.
Spare 12 minutes to eat an orange- you’ll know what I am talking about.
Hope you won’t have orange the same, next time!