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A young girl sings in jubilation to beckon the rains. Enjoy Episode 8 of Santosh Bakaya’s ever popular Morning Meanderings Season 4 – your favourite morning read with your morning coffee! ☕ Heartwarming episodes that will make your Thursday mornings extra special! ☀️
This morning, at 8 am, as I walked on very cautiously, because the constant rains, had rendered the roads slippery, I saw something that put me into a brown study. At the construction site, half a mile away from our house, a middle-aged couple was eating from two dented aluminium plates, putting morsels of rice into their mouths, while the construction work was in full swing.
They looked around indifferently as their fifteen-year-old daughter burst into a song Rimjhim girey saawan. The melodious notes of the song echoed in the surroundings, but neither the mother nor the father took any note of it. They were busy feeding themselves, with an onion each and rice. No sabzi.
In the backdrop of the melodious song, they kept on their discussion of inanities, boredom personified.
“Aapki beti to bahut accha gaati hai,” I remarked.
“Gaaney sey pait nahi bharta,” said the stubbled father putting another morsel into his mouth, his face as blank as a slate, as if he did not want to plead guilty to the charge of the melody of their daughter’s voice.
The girl sang on, her beautiful face mirroring every emotion of the song. She wasn’t singing in a concert but there must have been a hidden wish to sing on a stage. Hence, in place of a microphone, she was holding a flower! I was pleasantly surprised to notice that her enunciation was flawless, and it was clear that she enjoyed singing. But her parents did not.
A flock of sparrows was hopping around, hunting for their breakfast. There was no dearth of worms.
“Aap bahut achchha gaati ho.”
At this compliment of mine, the teenager smiled ruefully, looking apologetically at her parents.
Morning Meanderings Season 4 – the weekly column by Santosh Bakaya
My attention was diverted by a few plants on my balcony which seemed suffocated and withered. It was the scorching heat, I mumbled, quelling my pangs of conscience and not my pathetic gardening skills, which were responsible for the wretched condition of the plants. How I hoped that the wilted plants would be rejuvenated miraculously.
Some days back, when I bought the saplings from the pleasant-faced boy selling plants in his cart, they were so fresh and vibrant, throbbing with some hidden joy. But now I found no joy in the wilted, stooped sight. I felt sorry for them. Just as I felt sorry for that rosy-cheeked merry singer; sorry that her voice would soon be silent.
Meantime she was singing with full-throated jubilation, and that made me jubilant too. Soon, humongous whorls of convoluted grey covered the sun. But, unfazed by the clouds, she continued to sing.
Her song beckoned the rains, and they answered jubilantly. The sudden downpour left me completely drenched. The girl had quickly rushed into the half-done building, but the notes of her song floated in the air behind her. Rimjhim girey saawan, followed me as I stepped into the house, rejuvenated. The raindrops falling on the wilting saplings made them swing in joy.
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Dr Santosh Bakaya is the author of three mystery novels for young adults, and a book of essays titled Flights From My Terrace, which was recently published as an e-book on Smashwords. Her poetic biography of Mahatma Gandhi, Ballad Of Bapu has been published by Vitasta Publishers, Delhi, India in May 2015 and has been receiving rave reviews from everywhere. Although a Political theorist, with a doctorate in political theory, it is literature which has been her first love. She was awarded the Reuel international award for language and literature 2014 for her long poem Oh Hark!, which forms part of the Significant Anthology. Many of her poems have figured in the highly commended category in Destiny Poets, a UK based website and many are part of international anthologies. Right now, she is giving the final touches to her satirical novel, tentatively titled Sanakpur Shenanigans.
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Today’s Motivation
“They're only crayons. You didn't fear them in Kindergarten, why fear them now?”
― Hugh MacLeod
‘The girl sang on, her beautiful face mirroring every emotion of the song. She wasn’t singing in a concert but there must have been a hidden wish to sing on a stage. Hence, in place of a microphone, she was holding a flower! I was pleasantly surprised to notice that her enunciation was flawless, and it was clear that she enjoyed singing. But her parents did not.’
Here, my eyes stuck in these lines.
Your unparallel capacity of writing stories ,which mostly present blissfull lush greens and rains, the songs of birds , the vivid description of the surroundings always drew me to read each morning meandering episode. But ,the above mentioned lines created a different emotion in my mind.
Kudos, dear Ma’am.
This pen is truly a gem ..
— Sonali