Its been ages I feel since I blogged. Just let me write quickly........
One gets caught up in the various winds of life and looses track of self. When thousand matters buzzez in the mind and one does crave for solitude.........
I would love at this moment to sit up on an attic, in an old broken armed chair, listening to one of the old favourites, skipping through some old dog eared album and musing over the days that spread a warm smile across my face. Then my face was line less !
The spider in the corner would understand why I had climbed the crooked stairs, intruded into its privacy, but it wouldn't mind when one of its kind occupies the room for a short while.
From a tiny hole seeps in the sun ray , a steady beam of million moluces, floating , rejoincing the freedom of movement in space, I look at them and smile, perversity one may call, but one is comfortable with such smiles that makes one smile for no reason.
The aloft dust settles down once again as the dim glasses of the window pane brings in more light driving away the dampness of the attic room.
The broken armed chair, the blue black trunk, the various assortment of articles used and kept away reminds me of their glorious past, adored once, used many times and then kept away useless now, yet not thrown away, attached in memory. Days of life are like that too........
I must rush now....The duty calls once again....I quickly bid good bye to the spider and rush down the stairs to the world of thousand things to be done in a minute. Humans!
Causes Sumathi Mohan Supports
Child education, eradication of child labour and child marriages, promotion of education in slum areas. free thinking. MV Foundation, Hyderabad. CRY.