Wednesday, 15 July 2009

The life that lives...


I was sitting and watching the rains outside, making lines against the smoked glass of the windows in my office. Straight ahead there is a blank wall, greying from rains year on year, to the right are buildings & to the left there are small waterfalls skipping steps on the green mountains. Some sort of palm trees complete the scenery, its windy outside...& the blast of the AC within makes me miss the mud smelling, humid breeze that inverted my umbrella yesterday :)

I am relatively free today, its been sometime since I looked around randomly. My work is stuck & I am not tugging too hard behind it. I already need a break :D I look at my feet, wet with the mucky water on the street to office...& I think how many times....

Did I see the impression my wet feet made & try n better the design?
Did I hide behind the door to 'boo' someone?
Did I cry in a movie?
Did I share my morning glass of milk with my dog when mom wasnt looking?
Did I open n spoil my mom's lipsticks by shutting the cap without roling it back in?
Did I put on nailpaint n spent an hour scratching it off coz I dint know thr exists a remover?
Did I paint my nails with a sketchpen and made my mom clean it before i went to school?
Did I wear my raincoat at home & randomly walked out to feel the pitter patter?
Did I pester everyone for a toffee?
Did I open n lick the cream b4 having my biscuit?
Did I open my mouth & blow in the winter morning, immitating a smoker?
Did I immitate a smoker with a phantom sweet cigarrette?
Did I have a hard toffee to remove a loose tooth without tellin my mom?
Did I dig my tooth in the garden in hope of a gold one?
Did I hang a stocking on the door on Christmas?
Did I dig a pencil in the soil, as wood 'grows' in mud?
Did I give a samosa & coke treat?
Did I sprout seedlings for a science class experiment?
Did I ruin the carpet while delicately balancing the inverted glass full of water, its surface closed with a card sheet?
Did I burn paper with a hand microscope?
Did I go to see ravana burning on Dushshera?
Did I come back with the biggest baloon available?

I never counted, but I can feel the thrill of poking a baloon still, I can still feel the lump in my throat for that wet carpet, & I am again a scared child precariously balancing myself on the scooter to have a better look at the burning ravana effigy...


Some experiences in life are timeless. Maybe life is timeless if we live it...wonder who doesn't let me live mine ...

:)

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