Vaani

I was ill. But she had sleepless nights. I was hungry. She shared her food. I was unhappy. Her lap comforted me. I was happy. She was elated more than I was. If I won, she patted. If I lost, she patted. If I was wrong, she reprimanded. If I was right, she would smile. If my feelings were torn, she mended them. If my hopes were soaring high, she would bring them down. Life. She has given me "life:-"la vie" Can I ever payback? Definitely No.

Rain. Tea. Book. Plants. Brewing all these ingredients together, would result in a wonderful fusion of relaxation. For me, at least. It would be an ideal way to spend time . The whiff of a new book , the fresh sweet smell of tea and the earthy smell -petrichor are heavenly. My happiness lies in  looking at gargantuan mountains, listening to the sea , watching the sun rise-when the sky transforms from deep black to yellow to deep orange. Those myriad colors of nature, kaleidoscopic, works like a magic wand . It sprinkles some pixie dust and lights up the spirits! And so does coloring pictures. A pack of crayons amuses me. Being able to pick up a color for a particular pattern or shape and to match the colors bring a smile. Concentrating on coloring brings back those happy childhood memories. Unwinds me.It always augments the mirth of delights! Due to unusual work timings of dad, writing letters diligently had been a daily routine, as a kid. I have carried on ...

The only aspect that is certain in our lives is death. Scary, isn't it? But ain't that the truth ? We are born, we aren't aware of our own birth. We are raised by different individuals, different societies , different religions, different truths. We are fed distinctive theories at every stage of our lives. School, peer, parents, teachers, books cultivate our brains. Unknowingly, we establish or rather structure our judgement about a particular aspect . We incorporate our ideologies in our day to day lives. One day, we might like something. The other day, we might contradict the same. How about Death? We are all bound to reach that point someday or the other. The only certainty that life gives you is that of DEATH. Think about it!

As I was tossing the ingredients into a pan, for making Sambar for lunch, I realized how the chronology matters for each and every dish that one prepares. In  a similar manner , life gives us a lesson at every stage and it is crucial to understand the importance of an ingredient at that moment of time. When you get lemons, do make lemonade, but toss it up with your choice of garnish: perhaps a pinch of salt  or sugar or black pepper , on certain occasions may be some orange juice would enhance the taste or just chilling it and gulping it up on a bad day would be a good choice. Here too, the order matters. Otherwise, we might end up having a sour drink that would ruin our palate.