ನೀ ಮರುಳ...

ಇದ್ದಾಗ ನೆನೆಯಲಿಲ್ಲ ಅವಳ

ಇರುವವರೆಗೂ ಅವಳು ನಿಜವಾಗಿಯೂ ಹವಳ

ನಿನ್ನ ಏಳಿಗೆಗಾಗಿ ದುಡಿದ ಅವಳ

ಕಳೆದುಕೊಂಡ ನೀ ಮರುಳ!!

Give it a minute.

I sit in my balcony fanning myself(as there is a power cut).It is around midnight and I realize there are no trees except two coconut trees at about 100m and none after that. I turn around to look behind me but can find none as far as my sight goes.

As I keep fanning myself, my gaze is fixed on the two trees, dancing, enjoying the mild breeze in this wild summer. They seem to tell me something that I do not understand. Though tomorrow is a new moon day, I am surprised that the sky is lit well enough for me to the see the trees’ branches swaying in rhythm. I wonder what is it that they are trying to tell me.

My mind races beyond the trees, beyond the busy world below me, beyond the chaos around me, beyond everything materialistic, to a place where everything is in abundance; not money, not people, not greediness, not attitude, not ego, not hunger, not hatred but love, humanity, nature.

Long since, we have loved our so called development and civilization at the cost of what is actually important for human existence. Man has showed his atrocities over nature in all possible ways. Trees have been cut down mercilessly for road widening and to make way for concrete jungle where only animals of human like can live (compared to actual jungle where various animals exist in harmony). Global warming, scarce rain and all other problems can be related to these acts of humans.

The sound of TV and creaking of fan brings me back to reality. It is then I realize what the trees are trying to tell me. I smile at them and tell them,” True, You win. It has to be that way. Thanks for reminding the mortals every now and then that You always an upper hand.”

P.S: In the name of Developing, they are destroying me! Please Help! - Mother Earth

                  

Lost

Seconds before I realized,

Minutes before you made it clear,

Lost was I in the world of dreams.

Even,

Days after that moment went by,

Years so many I was given a chance,

Lost I am in myself.

ನೆನಪಿನ ದೋಣಿಯಲ್ಲಿ...

ಯಾರು ಯಾರ ನೆನೆದರೇನು?

ನೆನೆದವರ ಮನದಲ್ಲಿ ನೆನೆಪು ಉಳಿದಿಹುದೇನು?

ನೆನೆಯುತ್ತಿರುವ ಮನಸ್ಸು ಇದನ್ನು ಅರಿಯದೇನು?

ಅರಿತೂ ಅರಿಯದಂತೆ ನೆನೆಯುತ್ತಿರುವ ಕಾರಣವೇನು?

ಕಾರಣ ಅರಸಿ ಅದರೊಳಗೆ ಸೋತಿರುವುದೇನು?

ಸೋಲಿಗಿಂತ ಲೇಸು ಎಂದು ಮತ್ತೆ ಅವರ ನೆನೆದಿಹುದೇನು?!

Just a short one.

“Disappointments come to those who make appointments with the future”, says one of the Swami Chinmayananda quotes. Absolutely true! But is it not human nature to keep on assessing what is in store for future? We worry about past, ponder over future but count out the present that is more important. Irrespective of accidents and incidents we face in life, if we can learn to balance both our joy and sorrows, and let it not influence us (easier said than done) too much, then life will be as beautiful as the sky; Though there is no right blend of blue hue and whiteness of clouds, it always looks beautiful.

The first time I saw her...

The first time I saw her, I just wanted to hug her and tell her how much I loved her. I had waited for this moment for a long time, to get the first glimpse of her had been too hard to resist. I did not let my parents know how happy I was to get her (after all, I am a man!), even though I knew how happy they were. It was as if they had waited their entire life for this day! The day when my wife delivered a baby, our daughter. (I am proud to have a daughter, I secretly wished for one!)

As I entered the room my wife was in, (though the room was air conditioned I was sweating profusely) she smiled at me and directed her eyes towards the baby that was sleeping peacefully in the cradle. I went to my wife and hugged her. My life had got a different meaning after she came into my life two years ago, this same day! She hugged me back with all her love and her eyes overflowed with tears (as I had expected) .To the extent I knew her, tears showed up in her eyes only when she was happy, she is a strong woman.

After the brief hug, I went to see my daughter. That little one which is going to share the love that belonged only to me and my wife. As I neared her, I could see the fragile outline of her.

She was very small than what I’d expected. Her eyes, as small as pea, were closed in deep slumber. Her hands were the length of my palm and her fingers were folded to a fist, not so tight. I tried to open the fist but thought it would hurt her, just touched her fingers and pulled my hand back. Thoughts of how my parents would have felt the day I was born, how this little one did not know how grand her welcome to the family would be, how my wife was feeling right now, though unspoken, were creating a cacophony in my mind.

For the last 9 months, I was just wondering, how the little one would look like. How my wife would feel the baby inside her every single day throughout the entire period. How would it be to feel a living thing inside you!! The one thing that made me envious of my wife. I would constantly ask her how she felt and she would tell me, being pregnant does not show just physically, but mentally too. Yes, true! I had seen it. From the day the doc confirmed the news, she was altogether a different lady. Each day my love as well as respect for her has grown over these years.

As I sat near the cradle recollecting my thoughts, tears blurred my vision. My love for my daughter overflowed; I had no intention to control. “With arms wide open” (The Band –Creed’s song) made its way to my mind…