Sunday, April 25, 2010
I am at the beach, lost in the expanse of water, earth and air. The sand beneath my feet, the moist breeze and the crashing waves have intoxicated me and taken me with them to unknown territories. The choppy waters make me think of younger days when life was a heady mix of freedom, rebellion, mischief and innocence. The waters recede and crash and the sound of waves fills the air.
The air that encircles me brings with itself various aromas of life. The stench of fish speaks of the rustic yet natural life in the territory.
Far away I see the fisherman, the bhel puri walla, the chuski walla, the kids making houses of sand, the couple walking hand in hand. I see life in its various forms that whisper in my ears the mysteries and realities of life. The fisherman’s existence signifies that the key lies in finding ways to sustain and survive. The children building sand homes remind me of how we never seize to give up, the chuskti walla is silently saying that while you are alive enjoy every moment and the bhelpuri walla urges me to..spice up my life make it worth living.
While the beach is the supreme, the all powerful, the source of sustenance for all these life forms that live around it. The fisherman might die, the chuski walla might go away and the bhelpuri guy might shift base but the beach will always be there. The constant factor in the setting - the almighty!
Saturday, April 03, 2010
Am sure all of you have some dear one who is your best friend who has seen every facet of you. In the hustle bustle of our busy lives, its strangely peaceful to travel down memory lane and relive those moments when you bunked work to spend the day together or drank endlessly on a friday evening or just simply went for those long endless walks.
Those wonderful moments when you spend almost every waking hour with that one friend, talking about the vaguest thing that existed or was a figment of your imagination.
When we are living such moments we seldom realize that they will become an intrinsic part of our memory. It’s only when we have lived these moments do we see how beautiful they were and how it strengthened the most pure relationship that exists today i.e. friendship.
Moments when we haven’t cared about going back home on time or completing some pending chores or meeting professional commitments, moments of happiness, fun or emotional intimacy with our best friend are those beautiful glimpses of life that will always remain.
Today those friends might be beside you or might be far away but somewhere you always know that when you need them and reach out to them they will be right back in your life. Such is the power of those simple pleasures we experience which make strong bonds for life.