I'll Walk With You!

This time he was in a very grim mood, no words uttered, a very sullen face, he walked straight past her, he even refused to eat the food that she had prepared, went out in the middle of the night, and had food from a road side dhaba, the nerve of that guy!

She tried to think of the reason, what had gone wrong this time, she had kept away all the 'Editorial' pages of the newspaper neatly folded, the rooms were neat and clean, his clothes were ironed and hung properly, the 'salt content' in her food preparations were minimal....... aaaaaaaahhh, she had forgotten to keep the laptop charged..Yes, she remembered, and that blew his fuse away this time!

Sounds silly, she thought to herself, but he has his own reasons.. The monsoon is quite heavy, all his works related to the paper to be published in some well known journal is pending, the nights are dark, the lights refuse to switch on, and his work just keeps on piling...

And, she precisely forgot to plug up the cord, and that resulted in the cold war..

She gave him her sweetest smile, he turned his face at right angles seeing her, and she was sure that he would have a hurting neck the next day..

and, He did...

She woke up early in the morning, gave him his bed-coffee, in the way he likes, with dried ginger and jaggery...He got up steadily out of bed, and there was a half-smile in her heart thinking that he was back to normal, but he fiercely took away the mug, and happily cleaned the bathroom floor..

Bah, no Lady Luck...

She then got the most brilliant idea, she loved her so much for coming up with that, she would go to the city by herself, and get all his completed reports printed out, file it up and present it to him...

She left the house quickly after sending a couple of prayers to the seven skies above for the power to be back in the city. By the time she returned with her 'work', he was in the shower which gave her ample time to arrange her 'work' neatly on his table...

She waited, and within a few seconds, he had made beautiful origami out of all the print outs..

She then realized, he was angry with her for Real, this time.. He is under the impression that she doesn't listen to him...

Her own behavior startled her, she was acting so cool, she remembered the countless times she lost her temper at her little brother for silly things, and here she was, trying to be gentle and patient with a grown-up-little man..

Her transformation from girl to woman was complete, she was sure..

The afternoon was dry, and the rain had subsided. The power was back, and the laptop got a generous charge-up.

Nature looked beautiful, everything looked changed, except him. He was still grim, he had resumed his work, but his mouth was still fasting.

She decided upon one last line to utter before going to bed at night, making sure to include God and sins in the comment to create fear for being 'bad' human beings, "If a husband and wife don't make up before they go to bed at night, God will never forgive them and they will never go to Heaven together. Don't we have to walk together to Heaven??"

"Of course, I will go to Heaven, and I'll walk with somebody else, not you!"

She bid all the goodness in her heart a goodbye, and went to sleep, after deciding that she will be deaf and dumb the next day.

He had left all the hardness of his heart, and went to sleep, after deciding that he will make up for his sweet wife the next day..

But wasn't he for a surprise, cos she made sure that no syllable came out of her mouth, even when the decibels in his voice increased!

Then the sensible part of his brain made him to say, "Alright, Now I get it, You don't worry, We both will go to Heaven together, and I will walk with you. "

Thats the problem with men, they know what to say at the right time!!

Sigh!!!

Transition!

Every morning that dawns brings with it all memories, chapters of the past, vividly and sadly..Every dusk that departs me, takes with it all of my dreams yet to be fulfilled, and hopes yet to be realized..


With every night that passes by, my despair is washed away..and when the day breaks, the gliding transparent dews brings with it hope and joy, refreshing my heart and soul..

A comeback and a Wedding!!!

Its been long, pretty long I guess..I have been thinking of posting something in here since last week,but got busy with everything for a while..Saw Manohar's comment today and felt like posting!! so thanks to you Manohar for waking me up!!!

Well,Life has changed dramatically for me..and I got married to a very lovable handsome man on Dec 21,2008..I wonder if anybody still reads my blog..anyways I had mailed/messaged most of our blog buddies about the wedding, and thank you all for your kind wishes and greetings.. I know am pretty late, but stilll... :) .. anyways We visited Doha after that for some time, and came back to Calicut, and right now, at Trivandrum, my good ol' place..

My days are filled with happiness and the fragrance of Love..

Wake up each day to blissful sunshine and gentle breeze..

Hoping that these days stay on with me for a very long time..

Wishing for togetherness till the end of our lives...

Hoping to be back to the Blogging World! Hope Lifes all Goood with you!!!

Till then, let this pool of blue fill your mind with serenity!

See ya!

Loving is..

Loving is...

• Often being very jealous
• Celestial and magic
• the key to much of my misery and all of my happiness
• something terribly upsetting
• being someplace faraway and quiet with you
• mysterious and often elusive
• to be meditated upon
• a reflection of one's own beauty
• watching the sunset when its Turnersque
• a feeling of great security
• the fitting together of both of our natures
• watching you always when you are awake and asleep
• having a shoulder to lean on
• worrying about you and waiting for you to come home

From A Journey with Elsa Cloud (Leila Hadley)

Grey!

As I sat in that KSRTC bus, that roared and laughed every now and then, in that sweltering heat, I only had a single prayer, that I reach my destination soon .. I didnt have much time..and since I knew how the nurses drove out the visitors at 6 sharp, I knew I had to reach there pretty soon...

The life in there, at Regional Cancer Centre, would look out of this world for you, at first.. Everywhere you turn, you see pain and tears, from a 20 days old baby to 76 year old man, RCC housed them all .. the reasons being 'the football had hit on my son's head long back, there was a small swelling on my daughter's right hand that we hadnt noticed, it runs in the family, the bones break up, hereditary illness" .. and the more you walk along, the more reasons you hear and see.. I walked on, with fear and pain, receiving a few smiles from here and there, a few glances from people to whom I seemed terror-stricken.. I was in pain, for just one reason, here were people who were dying, unable to cope up with the deformities and malfunctions that nature had given them... and on the opposite part of the same world, we have people killing each other and the nature, for reasons unknown, to get uncomprehensible answers ...?

If i were offered a wish then, it would have been for a potion, that could wipe out those cells from the little girl who lay there on the bed, devoid of a world of colours, those cells from the grandpa who kept staring onto the ceiling counting his days, those cells from the mom who couldnt recognise her own children.... i wished then for that potion... but then, not all wishes come true..

I walked along, and got into the room where my friend had been under examination for the past one year... the last glimpse I had of him was when he had come to the railway station to see me off, exactly a year ago.. so much has changed, life has changed... and there, infront of me lay him, not even closely resembling of the Ab I knew ... his cheeks no longer had that flush of red, his eyes no longer twinkled .. his mother, sat beside him, day in and out, waiting for his son,to come out of the coma, waiting for him to smile... one side of the room was filled with flowers,bouquets, his love had brought for him, the flowers, I noticed, hadnt withered, or maybe, it was just my feeling....

I sat there, just next to him, with all my thoughts arrested, and all of a sudden i felt as if the blood had stopped flowing in my body... as i looked onto his face, I read these words from his lips, "I am not a cancerous person... a cancerous person, is someone, who inflicts pain on others, darts greed and jealousy into his soul and others... i havent done it, so why do people call me cancerous? the cells in my body have just lost their function, they,without even realising, multiply uncontrollably.. what you probably dont know is, these cells are present in your body too, it might for a change play the very same trick on you too.. other tahn thse cells, am perfectly healthy, dont give me your sympathy, dont look at me that way, look at me, smile at me, pray for my cells to get back their senses... tell the doctors not to calculate the time of my death, tell them to treat me, but tell them not to treat me looking forward to my death.. tell them to inject me, but without hoping that, they wouldnt have to do it tomorrow.. its easier to live looking forward to a bright day tomorrow, rather than living with the knowledge that i have only 2 weeks left...give me hope.. you and I are equal, you walk around the city and see your life, i lie here on this hospital bed,and see the world and life outside, with all the minute details, and perhaps, clearer than you.. I have lost my ability to speak,that gives me the peace to think clearly, but you can still speak, which is why your mind is cluttered..now would you say that am diseased? I am Not .. Give me hope ,give me your love, give me your prayers, but dont look at me that way, and dont come here thinking of the calculated dates... If i have to move and leave you all, it would happen on the Assigned dates by God, until then, we all are Equal, the only difference is, I am bearing a bit of pain unlike you!"

Two hours had passed so soon, and I could hear the nurse' steps reaching that room to drive me out.. Ab had talked to me from his own world, in his own language, and I got up, caressed his hair, and promised to be back soon to see him again, and then I could see the healthy,smiling, energetic Ab then, and i was about to leave, when his mother showed me the last few words he had written for her, " You are living, so am I"

I walked back the corridors, but unlike how i had come in there, i was going back a changed person, I left a prayer for every other person in all those rooms, I was not different from them in anyway, my oncogenes could try that trick on me anyday too! I walked back to the main gate, the trees seemed to have a new life, their dullness had gone, the birds had started their songs, the sky looked clear, the dried flowers on the ground looked vivacious, the yellow and the green around me injected life into me, Ab had changed me, I was seeing things differently, RCC no longer housed diseased people, RCC looked like a part of the pearl, wherein good hearted and innocent people were spending a part of their lifetime.. I just wished then that the One so High reduce their hidden pain! Until then, I am living, so are they!