Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Desires Unlimited...

It was windy and cold outside. I sat by the steps and was knotting my sneakers.Once done, my legs failed to follow the routine.What happened to all the neuronal signals from the motor area? Is there another master to synchronize everything into order? Probably he is too tired to give instructions, maybe distracted.

Whatever it may be, I just sat there trying to listen to the whispers. And the master started arguing. His voice becoming clear now. He was scolding me for being greedy, for forgetting my past blessings. I whimpered, unable to give even a meek answer. But, I was holding fast to my desire. I was sure, that this will not be my last wish.Yet, I couldn't let this one to be humbled.

I softly answered, 'Did I not ask from a person who is generous? let me too have a share of his bounty'. The master's voice mellowed a little and with concern , told. 'You have had a past experience, and you very well knew that it will repeat for the next.You closed your eyes for whatever you did not wish to see. And now, why are you afraid of the logical sequence?'.

I knew, it is hard to silence him, that he will gain strength if I try to. I better ask from my generous Lord. I know that I was granted a major share of his kindness.So what? I am bound to ask him and He is happy to give me. I removed my shoes and came back inside the house.It had not yet dawned. She was sleeping peacefully. Probably the little one inside her is also comfortable. Forget about all concerns. I slipped beside my five year old son, my benevolent master's greatest gift, lifted him and placed his head over my chest. My wife nudged towards me. I gently placed my hand over the small bulge over her lower abdomen, and silenced those voices..And slowly drifted into a peaceful sleep..

Reminds me of a Purandara dasa kriti....

ಇಷ್ಟು ದೊರಕಿದರೆ ಮತ್ತಿಷ್ಟು ಬೇಕೆಂಬಾಸೆ 
ಅಷ್ಟು ದೊರಕಿದರೂ ಮತ್ತಷ್ಟರಾಸೆ 
ಕಷ್ಟ ಬೇಡೆಂಬಾಸೆ, ಕಡುಸುಖವ  ಕೊಂಬಾಸೆ
ನಷ್ಟ ಜೀವನದಾಸೆ, ಪುರಂದರ ವಿಠಲ 

ಪುರಂದರ ದಾಸರು..

I want some more, when I have a few,

when my wants are sought, I seek anew.
I loathe all trouble and just want pleasure
This life, of deceit , I hold so dear...



  1. ಇಷ್ಟು ದೊರಕಿದರೆ ಮತ್ತಿಷ್ಟು ಬೇಕೆಂಬಾಸೆ
    ಅಷ್ಟು ದೊರಕಿದರೂ ಮತ್ತಷ್ಟರಾಸೆ
    ಕಷ್ಟ ಬೇಡೆಂಬಾಸೆ, ಕಡುಸುಖವ ಕೊಂಬಾಸೆ
    ನಷ್ಟ ಜೀವನದಾಸೆ, ಪುರಂದರ ವಿಠಲ

    ಪುರಂದರ ದಾಸರು..

    yeshtu chennagide ee saalugalu. bahala sathya...manushyange yeshtu idhru saaldu....mathe mathe sadaa aa devaranna kelthane irthivi.......nimage dhanyavadagalu ee saalugalannu nenapumadidhakke :)

    Beautiful Relaxing Write Up!!


  2. thats a soothing way to go about...

  3. Extremely nice writing.Short and crisp.I liked the message

  4. @creativity
    ಬಹಳ ಧನ್ಯವಾದಗಳು.. ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ಕೆಲವು ಸಾಲುಗಳು ಮನಸ್ಸಿಗೆ ಮುದ ನೀಡುತ್ತವೆ ..ಮತ್ತೆ ಮತ್ತೆ ಮನಸ್ಸಿನಲ್ಲೇ ತಿರುಗುತ್ತಲೇ ...ಹಲವು ವರುಷಗಳ ಹಿಂದೆ ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲಿ ಬರೆಯುತ್ತಿದ್ದೆ. ಮತ್ತೆ ಪುನರುಥ್ಥಾರನವಾಗ ಬೇಕೋ ಏನೋ..
    thanks for your encouraging words..

    @deeps..Hmmm I keep my fingers crossed deeps. and sure hope is churned by a casket of previous memories.. Hope this time too it churns out the best results.

    @KPartha..I have a smile..and many thanks..

  5. neevu bahala bhashe kalithidhiri....kannada lipi jothe tamil lipi baruthe andhare bahala aashcharya...mathe kannada dalli barilikki shuru maadi :) neevu, nimma vidha vidha lekhana vidha vidha bhashegalalli bariyuva taare...nimannu nakshatra antha kariyodu athyuthama ansuthe!!