Archive for February, 2014
Freshness of morning air
awakens mind, body, and soul –
the warmth of your hand in mine.
Dense clouds shielding the vast blue sky
drench the world with inspirations –
mind, pregnant with thoughts.
Two little red birds waddle around in our backyard day after day, pecking little bits of food. They fly away every now and then only to return to this place we call home. They have many companions – the blue bird that visits, the woodpecker that nests around here somewhere, the sparrows, and more from their own family of red cardinals – and all of them play merrily, twittering along sweetly. I have spent many mornings, afternoons and evenings listening to them chirp cheerfully as I relaxed at home.
But today things have changed…
As I woke up and came downstairs, I saw Amma, looking very sad, sitting on the couch and gazing out the window. I asked her what happened, while several reasons started running through my mind right after I’d spotted her gloomy expression. She pointed out and said
They fell from the sky and died immediately. I don’t know what happened… but I saw one come down with a great speed and hit the ground, and the next one followed. They haven’t moved since then. It was a heartbreaking sight, I can’t get over it.
There they lay, the two of them, in our backyard, motionless. My heart skipped a beat. Amma’s forlorn feeling spread over to me as both of us stood there surveying the dreadful sight. I emailed K and told them what I’d seen. He was shocked, to say the least. We’re now waiting for him to come home and do a proper burial for them.
We don’t know what happened, we don’t know why you did what you did (Amma seems to think you are lovers), but we hope you rest in peace, little ones. Be happy, wherever you are. And know that your presence in this world was treasured by us.
I am sitting on the couch with a book in one hand and the iPad in another. I quickly check emails before I turn to my current read. Before diving totally into it, though, I ask Amma if she wants the iPad. Sure, she says. She’s right here, only few feet away, seated on a different couch. She stretches her hand out and I do mine to hand over the tablet to her. Even with both of us extending the most possible there’s two book-lengths distance between her hand and the tablet in mine. Both of us sit back at the same time and give up only after a couple of attempts. Let’s wait for K, we say in unison. He can give it to me when he comes, she finishes our sentence. I settle more comfortably and start reading, while she rests and continues to stare at me. It looks like laziness runs in the family – like mother, like daughter. And then there’s K for the rescue.
It snowed more around here. We got a total of eight or nine inches probably. That’s an enormous amount for this place. And it showed when we stepped out this evening and found barely anyone on the roads. We ran out of milk and wanted to get some for the morning. But the store that we go to regularly was closed. All the stores in that complex were closed, as a matter of fact. So we had to walk another mile to get to the nearest Walgreens, which fortunately was one of the few places that were open.
It was a fun stroll. We had to march on the roads for the most part since the sidewalks were not cleared. After the snowfall yesterday, there was a bit of freezing rain and then more snow this afternoon turning everything into ice and slush. As I mentioned earlier, there was hardly anyone out – it’s like we were living a scene from some Apocalypse type movie, K felt.
Our round-trip was about three miles. On our way back, K, the Good Samaritan that he is, helped out a woman who was struggling to get her car, which was stuck in snow. This is one of the main reasons I wanted to make sure I wrote tonight – to note what K did. For over ten or fifteen minutes, he directed the lady to do this and that while he cleared the snow around the wheels as much as he could until she was able pull the car out of the thick layer of snow and finally moved forward. After he was through, I asked him why he didn’t just get in the car and maneuver it out instead of giving her instructions and waiting for her to do it right. “I wanted to teach her how to it and let her gain confidence, in case she gets stuck again, instead of merely finding a way to get her out of the current situation. Now she will at least know what to do if this were to happen again. She won’t be clueless.” He clarified. And my respect for him grew at that moment.
What was I doing all that time, you ask. Well, letting the expert concentrate and do this work, I stood aside and gazed at the Moon for a long time and admired the halo that formed around it. It was beautiful! I also caught a glimpse when K fell on the snow while he was trying to push the car out and smirked, but let’s forget that, ok?
That’s it for the day. I hope the snow and ice melts overnight, or at least during the day tomorrow, so that we can head out for the long weekend without any hassles.
It’s been nearly twenty months since we moved here. In all this time, I’ve complained repeatedly about how I still miss my home, Boston. More so in winters than in summers because one of the primary motivations for me to move here was the promise of warm southern weather. But all the winter months that I’ve been here so far I’ve not really enjoyed. For it has been cold, temperatures dropping down below freezing, without one of the main things that adds grandeur to winter surrounding – pristine white snow. Snowfall brings calmness to mind in ways nothing else can. For me, its radiance is what makes the chilly temperatures bearable. Boston winters are phenomenal for this reason and not having that here, in spite of having to live though the cold, disappointed me big time.
Today, though, things changed. It snowed. Not the dusty layer of white on the lawn that melts before one can blink, but inches upon inches of thick cover that masked everything underneath. It was incredible to look out the window and watch the snow fall all afternoon. And then the walk on that four or five inch accumulation in the evening added more thrill to the already wonderful day.
One of my dear fellow bloggers requested I post some pictures every now and then to go with the posts. So, this is for you Arch… some snaps from our evening stroll, all taken by K.
P.S: We are going to watch Frozen now. I’ve heard great things about the movie, so I’m super eager and excited…