As I sit on my rickety chair in the balcony, watching the cool morning pave way its to a sunny bright day,the breeze wafting gently and bringing in the essence of the dewy earth and the rustling of the trees reminding you of anklets on a maiden's feet,gently clinking a sensual rhythm. Far away, the clinking of the temple bells and the discourses takes you to the road of spirituality. How beautiful it is, when these three essences of life blend together to satisfy your restless mind. The subtleness is pronounced,the mind is integrating each bhaava into one. Each element powerful in its own, blending to bring about a semblance of spirituality and tranquility.
The cooing of the Koel along with the raucous cawing of the crow is again a blend of the soft and the harsh,but oh ! so beautiful in being what they are,devoid of any ego? Both species from the same fraternity yet what remarkable differences in their voices. One soothes your restless mind, the other drives away your mental lethargy. Each and every creation of God is his way of letting his presence known,felt. Spirituality in every waking hour through these wonderful creations.
Digressing from the philosophies and spirituality of life, I bring you readers back to stark reality.
We came to our new apartment ( the apartment that abodes the balcony with a rickety chair) in the year 2013 on December the 30th, a rainy, dismal weather and to top it faulty bathrooms at home was like an icing on the cake. We were trying to walk in between the cartons plonked by the overly insensitive packers and movers,couldn't, so had to literally hop,skip and jump around or over them. The thought of Olympics came into mind, ahhhh!! yeah the Obstacle race.. okay, I guess I am digressing, one of my favourite hobbies of all the unwanted hobbies I have in plenty,like procrastinating and uummmm,digressing yet again. We were so caught up with our woes and miseries that we failed to appreciate the beauty around us, the chirping of the birds with their melodious cooing and trilling,cool breeze rendered by the trees surrounding the apartment. Sometimes we don't appreciate these essences of life and plod on with our misery which overpowers the beauty of small pleasures around us or simple.. within us. Well having passed the philosophy of life,I get your mind back to where I had left.
Off late our house has been the recipient of frequent visitors who come on and off to grab some tidbits provided by us. Three to four squirrels,few pesky pigeons constitute the dining area in the balcony. I love the way these squirrels bob up and down our balcony and nibble at the food kept there . Initially it used to be few squirrels who used to feast and fight among themselves for their rightful portion but slowly the pigeons joined them and I term them uninvited guests with terrible table manners( free pooping session included ugh!!)
They were extremely aggressive when the squirrels ventured near the food. One time a very bold squirrel ,braving the pesky birds ,aggressive behaviour fought for its rights ,succeeded in driving it away and enjoyed a good repast.
We look forward to their visits with eager anticipation. These beauties enjoy hot steamy rice,Adais ( dal Dosas),crispy dosais and papads. If you keep cold rice, they would come,sniff and scamper away with great show of disdain,yet the dining area is clean of any remnants of food,because the shameless pigeons peck away, confident of not having any competition from the bushy tailed four legged species .
This very same balcony also abodes a mish mash of pots of various colours and sizes. Each pot has something sprouting or none at all,yet I a loyal gardener water them regularly and speak to the non existent life to start breathing and grow,futile efforts I agree. Two pots,two kinds of seeds,planted 20 days ago,showing no sign of life,inspite of me giving them so much love,really I tell you...still no sign of life. Well that's how life is too..something grows ,something doesn't, yet we all live in that hope that all will be well and something springs up ,something good..
The cooing of the Koel along with the raucous cawing of the crow is again a blend of the soft and the harsh,but oh ! so beautiful in being what they are,devoid of any ego? Both species from the same fraternity yet what remarkable differences in their voices. One soothes your restless mind, the other drives away your mental lethargy. Each and every creation of God is his way of letting his presence known,felt. Spirituality in every waking hour through these wonderful creations.
Digressing from the philosophies and spirituality of life, I bring you readers back to stark reality.
We came to our new apartment ( the apartment that abodes the balcony with a rickety chair) in the year 2013 on December the 30th, a rainy, dismal weather and to top it faulty bathrooms at home was like an icing on the cake. We were trying to walk in between the cartons plonked by the overly insensitive packers and movers,couldn't, so had to literally hop,skip and jump around or over them. The thought of Olympics came into mind, ahhhh!! yeah the Obstacle race.. okay, I guess I am digressing, one of my favourite hobbies of all the unwanted hobbies I have in plenty,like procrastinating and uummmm,digressing yet again. We were so caught up with our woes and miseries that we failed to appreciate the beauty around us, the chirping of the birds with their melodious cooing and trilling,cool breeze rendered by the trees surrounding the apartment. Sometimes we don't appreciate these essences of life and plod on with our misery which overpowers the beauty of small pleasures around us or simple.. within us. Well having passed the philosophy of life,I get your mind back to where I had left.
Off late our house has been the recipient of frequent visitors who come on and off to grab some tidbits provided by us. Three to four squirrels,few pesky pigeons constitute the dining area in the balcony. I love the way these squirrels bob up and down our balcony and nibble at the food kept there . Initially it used to be few squirrels who used to feast and fight among themselves for their rightful portion but slowly the pigeons joined them and I term them uninvited guests with terrible table manners( free pooping session included ugh!!)
They were extremely aggressive when the squirrels ventured near the food. One time a very bold squirrel ,braving the pesky birds ,aggressive behaviour fought for its rights ,succeeded in driving it away and enjoyed a good repast.
We look forward to their visits with eager anticipation. These beauties enjoy hot steamy rice,Adais ( dal Dosas),crispy dosais and papads. If you keep cold rice, they would come,sniff and scamper away with great show of disdain,yet the dining area is clean of any remnants of food,because the shameless pigeons peck away, confident of not having any competition from the bushy tailed four legged species .
This very same balcony also abodes a mish mash of pots of various colours and sizes. Each pot has something sprouting or none at all,yet I a loyal gardener water them regularly and speak to the non existent life to start breathing and grow,futile efforts I agree. Two pots,two kinds of seeds,planted 20 days ago,showing no sign of life,inspite of me giving them so much love,really I tell you...still no sign of life. Well that's how life is too..something grows ,something doesn't, yet we all live in that hope that all will be well and something springs up ,something good..
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