Wednesday, March 21, 2018

snow and steady

The sound of thunder far away
the shell (a curled ear) 
rain begins to fall.

On days like today, when the snow falls steadily, there grows a deep need to immerse myself in the present. The snow falls unhurriedly and covers everything, including that little bump of a twig. The trees sway gently, accepting every snowflake that falls on them. It also makes me think of the heavy rains of Mumbai that can fall for hours at an even pace. Above the rain drenched trees and buildings dark clouds drift lazily. The mind settles, mimicking the steadiness of such sights. One feels connected to the body and its energy, knowing that the snow falls within us and so does the rain.

Saturday, March 3, 2018

these days (and nights)


You yawn
(mouth wide open)
moving clouds
as you exhale.

In the early weeks of January Sandeep and I welcomed our son Siddharth into our lives. Since then it's been a whirlwind of a time with day and night merging into a marathon of feeding, changing diapers and getting baby Sid to sleep. What rises like butter in all this is the beauty Sid brings to our lives. He teaches us to enjoy little things with him, like the play of light and shadow on the wall. His eyes open wide with wonder as he looks at the drama of light and for a moment forgets that he's hungry. He has a little smile as he listens to us talk to him, and he mews much like a cat in response to our questions.

Like his namesake, Siddharth asks us to be alive to the here and now. How could we refuse?