"The voice of life in me cannot reach the ears of life in you.
But let us talk that we may not feel lonely" -Khalil Gibran






Jun 20, 2007

Monsoons and Me...Part1

It’s raining back in Kerala.
The monsoons…sadly they are not as enchanting as before.
All you hear is the wide variety of diseases spreading across all over the state and across the borders too !

Monsoons…those days of never ending rains…when you wake you up to the freshness of rain, live the entire day in her company and sleep cosily as she pampers you with the lullaby in the dark nights!

It was also on one of those monsoon days , I walked back to life from death.
May be the day I started believing that no problem is as big as the risk of losing your life.
Everyone who complaints about life and its problems should face a slight danger of life at least once!
Not that you become ever optimistic or ever positive. You would still curse life at times,you would still feel helpless,you would still feel lonely but ...many times it helps in acknowledging life better, ability to behold the beauty of little joys in life and also to convince oneself, its never time to quit till the last breath.

It was also on one of those monsoon days we lost Kochayan.
The only day in my life when I saw the helpless face of Papa.
The day and the scene has been deep rooted in my memories.
And the memory that gives me the strength to go on…the flexibility to sacrifice…the love to overcome my personal losses for my family…or for anyone who is close to your heart.

It was also on one of those monsoon days I realized my family was all ready to be broken into many branches from the main river.
Those days when I realized however hard we try, we have to give up what ever we are attached to ..at one point of time.
But it has also given me the courage to uphold that my emotions are not dampened by distance but it would be everlasting…

Memories…endless and countless…most of them too precious to be shared
Another monsoon…another year to look forward.
Yes I do miss the monsoons back home…and I love them even more as I miss them!
The monsoons that have formed an integral part of life…and those monsoons which will never be the same …
As she loses her youth, let me treasure her magical mystical beauty in my childhood memories…deep and safe.

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