My heart so light and entangled in a different world,i was riding my bike thinking about the past one and half hours of ultimate pleasure and i was completely immersed in it.To change my momentum came the sound of the conch followed by a band of trumpets,drums,flowers all over and a palaquine with a grandma in it.Their relatives were in despair,sobbing and were moving to the burial ground.The whole scene in front of my eyes is so dull filled with sadness.I parked my bike in the corner of that street and i was marching towards the palaquin.Wondering myself of what am doing,i was just walking front.After a split second i realised that i am doing all this is not because of the concern to the person who had passed away but for the beats!!.Awesome beats!!!.Locally it is called "PARA MOLAM"(DEATH PUNCH).Anyone who listens to that beat will dance and i who is so much interested in dance couldn't resist myself to the beats being played.I Unbuttoned my shirt wrapped it around my waist and i was in the lead with some local boys.It was the dawn of happiness that started reaching peaks as i was shaking my hips,swinging my arms,folding my tongue,pushing my chest back and forth,lifting my legs to the beats played and shouting in chorus with the boys("PODU!!PODU!!KUTHU!!
Before i sleep i look at the mirror everyday and as i was looking...the idiom "You reap what you sow"was shining in the light of my room.Seeing my face and the quote i fell on my bed switching off the tube light and turning on the night lamp.I was just recollecting of what had happened the whole day.The whole morning was homely,the ride wow!! it was fabulous and the dance was the ultimate moment of the whole day.My mind just jerked over there coming to a stop.All of a sudden the quote on my room"You reap what you sow"flashed.I was just contemplating it to find a link and yes i got it!..The Creator sows his seeds in various forms of life.Like how there are humpty number of varities in crops so are his seeds in the form of life.One such crop is human and he reaps it when it reaches the time of harvest which is what is death!.But life is not just sowing and reaping its "ABOUT LIVING LIFE WITH ECSTASY AND JOY".As of today i have experienced joy,ecstacy,and happiness and i am really happy the way i am living. Today it was my turn to dance in front of a dead body tomorrow it ll be someone else dancing in front of my body.Whatever done is sedan done, with this day to be remembered alwaysJ....
Wonderful narration bro, its simply irresistible to not to shake a leg to "death punch"! its only in India, where the last journey, the journey to burial ground is celebrated, i dont know the reason why. somebody help!!
ReplyDeleteAnother superb work Kaushik... nice thought process... keep rocking!! Cheers :)
ReplyDeletenever heard of this concept before
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machi enna da !! sema po realistic da keep it up !! really superb !! keep ur work goin on !!!
ReplyDeletemy legs are tapping on reading this... fantastic.. keep ur gud work
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@antonoy - If Iam rite, In India v celebrate it cos it is believed dat the soul would happily leave the body
good work as usual bro....very well written
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this. Being from the US it was a cultural lesson as well as a well written, delightful trip on an afternoon ride. Thank You.
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