What’s more graceful than life and death itself. Especially, death. It’s perfection. Death is always on fleek. This leaf in particular, I found him nicely fallen in the shape of a heart after his green time up on a tree …. letting go with utmost grace. 🙂
Kanyakumari … we went there just to welcome the sun. A very mystical place, thick with history.
That morning, we woke up to the alarm and rushed to the beach- with just clean teeth and mobiles with cameras. I was hoping it would be a quiet place with less people. While we reached there, it was just the opposite. Kids…sadhus… old people … youngsters.. the place was looking like a fare- and I just couldn’t believe that every single person was there that early morning, just for the sun. He rose everyday, everywhere, didn’t he? No matter what- he rose. People died, suffered, laughed, lived – he still rose. Whether we welcomed him or not, he was there every morning. It just amused me that we were all there in such huge numbers to see the sun on one hand. Like we had never spotted that huge guy around ever before. On the other hand, there were goosebumps on my body and not out of cold. We were a bunch of people … alive and throbbing, gathered on the beach… the salt water lapping against our feet… waiting for the king to light us up. Waiting to give him the grandest welcome. It was as if I was in a concert and the sunrise was the music we were there to listen to. A contrary to all of this- there was no grand welcoming when the sun did rise, eventually. No trumpets were blown, flowers thrown- nothing royal, really. It happened quietly. As it dawned, it dawned upon me too that it’s the same even when the greatest of events happen within you. like my dispeller of darkness had quoted once.
I know I know I know …. it’s been a long long long time 😀 but … hey ! How you doin eh ? 😉😬 I’ve been travelling and travelling and well…. travelling. Ooh yes… and been a lazy bum. Day before Yesterday… shit the the roof. I woke up (after a nap in the afternoon 😬#detailsdoe) with a bad fever, cough and a queasy stomach. Yesterday morning, the fever got severe and I puked and was still feeling pukish but nothing came (#detailsdoe) we went to the doctor and now I’m okay. The weather here is just spooky. Anyway, I almost died day before yesterday. The experience has changed me. It got me thinking…. what am I doing with my life ? 🤔 it’s so brief. And I’m not wasting time- I’m wasting my life. It’s goddammit ticking away. So…. let me just get a life and post a blog for god sakes! Because that’ll end poverty, hunger, the jallikattu (traditional Tamil sport) ban and just change everything :p trust me.. all of this, it’s not me it’s the vodk… ahm cough syrup talking 😀 (no, seriously, don’t go for alcohol or drugs, there are better ways you can get hiiighhhh) I have a lot to share. But for now, I’m still alive. I want to live beyond this shitty brain of mine- it’s always … no, no , don’t do it … no no.like …. Screw your no … I’m a big YEAAAAAAHHHH to life 😀
That’s a lovely cow 😍 basically represents the fact that I’m a big fat yes to jallikattu 🙌 which peta India is trying to ban without any understanding of the tradition and the science behind it. This is it for now. I’m outtie 😀