Hospitals
Just like there's no romanticism about poverty, except in some novels and fairy tales, there's nothing cheerful about hospitals. It can have news with silver linings, some light at the end of the tunnel, but there's no sunshine, no laughs, no happiness... nothing but pain and hurt and despair.
It is harsh, it is bare, take it or leave it - no, you do not have a choice to leave it. It's the barest parts of Gabriel Garcia Marquez' novels. It haunts you in your sleep, seeps in through your system and makes you feel worthless, hopeless. No matter how hard you try to see the positive side of things, it just hurts and nothing helps. A bitter pill you are not permitted to swallow - you have to savour the bitterness in your mouth and take it in slowly, killing every sweetness left in you.
That's when the better story of God (Ah, Life of Pi!) comes in handy. Like a straw to the drowning man.... hope, hope, hope - that's all that is in life.
To you M, may God be your strength in this long painful path.
Creator n Creation
Somebody first thought of those words
Someone had that tune humming in their head
Someone did it first
Someone created
This amazing song I sit and listen
In the comfort of my room
Which takes all the tiredness out of me...
Someone created
A creation which is an amazement.
The Miracle that's life
And here's what it looked like till I was forced to put it in a proper pot. Talk about showing your mettle prior recognition !
Relief
Sunshine after weeks of rain and gray....ahh, can breathe at last. The whole day however was spent scuttling from one exam venue to another and cooking for guests to come...that's life!
Life
Arunav picked up the bulb from roadside when we were walking back from Inspiration Lake on 18 Feb or so.... almost 2 months back. It was just a small bulb which we were ready to throw in the dustbin, but kept it because Arunav wanted to. We left it in a corner of the window sill, where it remained behind a curtain for the longest time.... Couple of weeks back while cleaning, I saw it sprouting something green and was surprised. And now, there's a flower sprouting up.
With no water, zero care, a dirty looking bulb nurturing life and sprouting. How precious is life! How amazing is life! What tenacity, what resilience lies in life...
I pat my back for catering to Arunav's wish and not sending it to the dustbin. I would have missed this wonder.
Random
I really like the way Arunav always appreciates anyone who excels (specially maths, of course!)....but even otherwise. He was appreciative of L doing well in the swim meet, K doing well in Maths, A being able to do multiplications faster than him.... never have I seen him expressing grudge, jealousy or degrading anyone.
Something I hope he retains and treasures - it is a gift.
In the meantime, praying for sunshine in HK - weeks of rain, haze, cloud and gray.
The gray day
Gray clouds hanging low.
Near my window.
Day as dark as night.
No news was bright.
