Saturday, August 18, 2007

One out of many

A mid May rainy day. A big cloud lonely in the dark sky of the morning alone like me, amid unfamiliar relatives. Heavy with tears and heavy with all.

A hazy KSRTC trip on the wet, uneven roads; through the lively cities; through the coldness of time, I traveled with the open window beside me. The tiny buds of jasmine and wet soil. A fragrant combination of temple & home. The half burnt wood in the traditional stove and cry of dirty crows. A common combination of kitchen verandah & the nearby beach. Dreamy thoughts & a constant sprinkle of rain on the face to wake up in middle of the rich teak estates.

Life I wish just halted. A moment I cherished for a very, very long period. Perhaps a long period till today and if tomorrow then till tomorrow and then again.

An equally aching head and back- the bumping last row seats of a red and beige old bus. Remember the roads and the rain? A creamy coffee for the head and two seats to the front for the back. The stop at the stand for a change. A stand that changes many. As many as I could imagine with messy hair, shabby clothes, no snacks, no water, no magazines. Only tired muscles and sleepy eyes.

The never ending highway to Mysore. The start of elevation-the mountains-the destination. Roaring group of young bikes & colorful kerchiefs on head. A thrilling combination of boiling energy & teenage trends.

And so and so…And this and that…and off course a lot of it too...

The journey was never to end for it was a start that I never want to end. And then…

the rain never stopped…

16 comments:

Jeya Anand said...

That was quite impressive...
KSRTC?? Those buses really measure every inch of ur body to pain...hate to travel in those!!

annie said...

hey!! You write so amazingly well..the what keep you away from writing for so long. Your description conflates so many emotions and truly depicts the serenity of the journey. Took a dimwit person like me to get into the depth of the feelings behind this post only after reading it twice :)

annie said...

*then what keeps you away

A Liberated Soul said...

Jeya: I would have hated it too, if had I travelled more than once. Welcome to my world!

Annie dear: If at all depths could be expressed better...

annie said...

Why are you so stingy with words...especially in your replies :)..am sure you wanna expresss a lot more but you hold urself back....wot say?

A Liberated Soul said...

Annie: If all words were all mine I would not have perhaps. Wat say? :-)

annie said...

But i really wanna hear you speak & hear what your perspectives have to say. Words don’t do justice, I know, but that is all we have..

annie said...

Silence at it's peak again :)

A Liberated Soul said...

Blogging is a small world. Being anon is difficult. Even more for my thoughts.

And then we jus have a few words right?

annie said...

OMG! Okay i give in gal..Few words speak volumes.rito!

A Liberated Soul said...

Annie :-P such a darling you are!

annie said...

Nah! Wait till i implore again :P

Ashu said...

Girl you write so well. M in da awe. Words, expressions, descriptions, emotions all well expressed and described.

Blogrolling you. Do droppin by my blog too.

Cheers

Ashu

annie said...

Yah you can mail me..what's your id? ill send a test mail on it.

annie said...

Am afraid i don use msn..i just sent you a test mail on this addy. Did you get it?

A Liberated Soul said...

Ashu: Thanks for blogrolling me! Will catch you at ur place ;-)