It is something that the elders in the house call- "passing cloud". There are so many things that mean so much more to us and so less to them. No complaints. This is not going to be about the generation gap and the little tantrums. It was the festivities around that made me open up my MS- Word this morning. Festivities- the first thing that comes to my mind- is slow background humming number by Lata- The Mangeshkar, mother holding the ‘Arthi ki Thali’, ‘Me watching’, sour faced, and someone says to me- ‘Why so serious’? Ok. I got carried away.
Yesterday- the Vijayadasami day- was just another day in a 365 day calendar. I work up late. I brushed my teeth late. Just a usual holiday business! The one good thing perhaps was- I put a nice big Thika on our cat- Thuppaandi (doesn’t mean anything. Mom named him. Thought it was a nice and funny name). He was quizzical about the entire ordeal- couldn’t understand why the entire ‘family tree’ was surrounded around him and laughing! The surprise and innocence in him- made it funnier!
But the Yesterday made me think. I am beginning to think that this line is such a cliché! In the past 4 years since I began blogging, I might have used this "made me think" line on countless occasions. Sometimes I "think" that all this "thinking" has left me with so much more to "think"- that the entire "thinking" in the process had ultimately yielded nothing worthwhile! All the philosophies and principles I had formulated inside my mind- had stayed there safe and sound- untouched by the practical world! Thanks to the "thinking".
Well, once again- the Yesterday made me think. As a young girl- I had always been enthusiastic about buying new dresses or celebrating something! But out of the blue- there is this new me- who has not only stopped thinking about the festivities- but there is something else- a strange dark evil force- stopping me to be happy about going out and shop, celebrate etc. A holiday- these days- mean just another day when I can stretch myself and do nothing!
With Diwali around the corner- I am seriously thinking about a ‘make-over’!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
ACCIDENT
55 Fiction
He should not have spoken to her that way. He was sorry. He knew he was doing the right thing now.
Waiting for the Gynecologist, Dr. Sheila- he thought about the first moment they met. Everything had been so perfect. But now- this accident!
“Mr. Sharma”?
“Yes”
“Abortion? Patient”?
“Yes. Leela…”
“Mrs. Leela Patnaik”?
He should not have spoken to her that way. He was sorry. He knew he was doing the right thing now.
Waiting for the Gynecologist, Dr. Sheila- he thought about the first moment they met. Everything had been so perfect. But now- this accident!
“Mr. Sharma”?
“Yes”
“Abortion? Patient”?
“Yes. Leela…”
“Mrs. Leela Patnaik”?
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