The timeless jaunt!

Sitting on the bough of the broken oak tree
With the river flowing at ease below
I contemplate & compile
An invisible diary
To log the gentle caress & the merciless clawing
That I have received in the past!

Oh there I was
Sitting below the kadam tree
Turning a stone into a deity
Adorning the quarried piece with flowers & kumkum
And breathing into it the power to bestow
A hundred odd blessings!

And then a couple of more years
And now I’m tramping in the mangroves
Stealing fruits….shooting pigeons
A heady feeling of transgression
That’s seeped through the toe!

And as I grow a little more
I blow off the whistle of the cooker
In the quest to be the chef
Of a deserted kitchen

Then comes the imprudent part
Accelerating with an incautious delight
I substantiate the recklessness
With adventurous abandon
Into the unknown perils of adulthood

And then a decision I make in naivety
My ingenious mind seeks a partnership
That was not written in heaven
By the lords blessed quill
In golden calligraphy

But there are hallowed moments too!
I’m gifted with an angel
Whose high pitched octaves
Shatter the serene calm
When hunger commands to suckle

And then the juggling between
A bemoaning partnership & a fledged motherhood
Somewhere along the lines
The real me gets cocooned
In a mirthless pouch of silken yarn

The soul feels asphyxied
Drained of all the optimistic reserves
A bag of hopeless nerves
That spooks at every gesture of good will

And then a hazy light
Comes trickling down the deathly darkness
That beckons with a promise
Of a path less traveled & a journey for the intrepid

I grab the opportunity
With an appetite of the disadvantaged
The till & toil begins in fervor
To win back the lost glory

I see myself growing invisible wings
That carry me far n wide
I learn & unlearn
Simple joys & failed despairs
And a pride that knows its worth

The million lessons taught by the known and the unknown
Has been a blessing in disguise
For it’s their perseverance
That has brought the appropriate disposition
Of a humble beginning & a deeper fulfillment!


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