There was a woman who knew my in and out and she is on sabbatical now. There are two now in her place, my daughter and daughter in law. They know accurately the climate change in my mind, so precisely, the former by hearing my voice on phone and the latter by watching my face. These two know exactly how many trains run in my mental metro station, in what direction and in what frequency.
‘Appa, what troubles you?’
‘Nothing, Megh’
‘Ok. Lie down for sometime’
‘But pray why? I’m fit like a fiddle’
‘You are. That is why you should lie down for five minutes’
‘Konthai, your voice is shaking. What is happening?’ -Aparna.
‘Voice will shake. Voice will break. Voice will crack. I’m not twenty years old’
‘See, my guess was accurate. Relax. You are not the guardian of the world. Things will move and there are others to push. Relax’
‘Why should I ? I can run like a bullet train’
‘You can, I know. The iPad is in your hand, is it not?’
‘Nothing is in my hand. Nothing. Everything has gone away from my hand’
‘Ok, you are not going to India’
That works. She is her mother’s daughter. Knows which screw to tight’
I quietly go to my bed, like an obedient baby, sleep for two hours, get up fresh, when Megh waits with a hot, hot cup of coffee and some snacks.
‘I’m not hungry, Meghana’
‘You are. Just eat two pieces’
I eat five!
Namaskaram Sri Perinkulam Mama!
We are all in line awaiting our sabbaticals…….
Touchingly expressed.
Life is such.
Namaskarams,
Vijaya CHANDRAMOULI
Sorry madam, my words roused your inner feelings, though what you stated is true.
Let your sabbatical be delayed as much as possible. I’m sharing your feelings with my friends in the FB.
Cheers,
SP
Namaskaram Sri Perinkulam Mama!
In your earlier article you had spoken of the black dot on the Manjadi.
No life is without Light and Darkness, joy and sorrow.
I pray fervently that my sabbatical should not get delayed though we all know that everything rests with Bhagavan. All of us are under His control.
Sharangathi is what we need to do!
You are most welcome to share my thoughts with your friends. We are all travellers on the same voyage of life.
Namaskaram,
Vijaya CHANDRAMOULI