That strike was so harsh that I thought the world had come to an end.
No, it hadn’t.
After a while, I realized that the world was very much there and only I had gone blind and deaf.
Again after sometime I could hear a melody flowing in the air.
I was not deaf!
Then, in a dim light, I could see a lovely hand lifting me up from the ground.
I was not blind!
Slowly I realized that the hand which lifted me up, wiped off my tears and pain was the same as the one that slapped me earlier.
‘Come on, let us move,’ a whisper into my ears, ‘ you have a purpose to live’
I picked up courage and asked ,’ what about my things, which I lost?’
‘They were not yours’ The reply was cool. ‘If they were, they would have come with you’
‘I didn’t get you,’ I seek a clarification. ‘Have I lost everything?’
‘No, you have me with you. You are mine and I’m yours’
‘Why did you slap at my face, if I’m yours?’
‘Naaku eami thelusu? What do I know?’
That was followed by a sweet laugh .
The melody of that laugh intermingled by the moving sound of steps, is imbedded in my memory.
But where is He?
‘Naaku eami thelusu?’
2 thoughts on “Naaku eami thelusu ? What do I know ?”
Namaskaram Sri Perinkulam Mama!
Itt is as if you have written this for someone like me whose mindi is in a state of turmoil.
Yes, what do we know at all!
And yet we look for Him everywhere…….!
Only He knows………. what we seek to know through the ages.