Some thoughts were moving around my mind when I felt like
to write this blog. Thoughts which were making me think somewhere about
expressions via the words….
A thought popped in "What
is that-which bind us together, make us feel that we are still
connected?".
There
were 10 missed calls when I got in touch with my cell. I returned back the call
and without any formal words the voice from the other side said, 'Can you come
over to my place today? I have made mo:mo, you always liked that no?'.
I
could not help my smile and couldn't deny. 'I will be there in an hour,' was my
short reply.
'Had it not existed at the first place, I would not have been so vulnerable' said she.
'It was as if I was running behind something and still it was far-afar, never to reach it", her voice was getting high. "I never knew I would tune into this path, this path of vulnerability. I never knew I will be in such a pitiful state, never did I know-things would turn so tough for me'.
'Though I was never there, but even then this "going" thing made me feel nostalgic', she said all of it in a haste. I could see the pain in her eyes. I could feel everything of it.
When I was writing
these verses the day was just breaking down, or probably night had just begun.
Mixed were the feelings and as always many of the thoughts moving around, as was
the fan over my head swinging. Silence was there everywhere, around me to
distances afar. But it was hard to tell whether the silence was of some
calmness or was it the silence before some storm. For now, it was hard to
distinguish and I had to take the meaning in both ways .
While the term ‘conservation’ is very vast and has various
meanings, Dalla village and Shiva community forest together provide a very real
example of what naturalists call “the use, management and protection of
resources so that they are available on a sustainable basis.” Dalla village and
Shiva community forest are situated in the Khata biological corridor which
connects two trans-boundary protected areas—Bardia National Park in Nepal and
Katarniaghat Wildlife Sanctuary in India. A biological corridor is a path
connecting two protected areas through which wild animals can move freely. The
Khata corridor is a conservation school where it is possible to learn something
new everyday.
The phone had rung
twice, and I just came to know then.
"When are you
coming? What shall I cook for you today? your favorite food?", Mum was
asking excitedly from the other side of the phone.
"Mum I have huge
pile of works to do this weekend; I can't come home," I said hastily. As
always I was stucked in a meeting and was up with my excuses.
'The metaphors for they had started
speaking the then, it was nevertheless the same but however with
passing time you know it moves on its own pace, creates its own language and
deciphers itself in the same manner',
she said.
'We have talked as such a lot many
times I guess', she was saying, 'but even then when we speak up again it's
something new every time- New as something as afresh as the morning dew'.
And sometime there are
such awkward moments in life; you feel like going and dumping yourself in a huge pile
of nothingness, creep around or better get vanished... Feel something like a 'wroosh' of some unknwn thing comes up and you just get dissolved.
Suddenly I felt like writing, it was not important to write
herein but even then there are moments which indeed needs to be captured; an
inner voice had just called me out. And as I begin the first post for the
year 2013, I could not stop myself from being grateful to the peoples
associated with me, in my life-really or virtually. And so without any
hesitance my hands moved on and till it ends up I will just post it as it comes
right herein; that's for sure.
Well, if I start writing the chapter ofThanksit won't end here in, from the
beginning to the end there are peoples in my lives who deserve a special
"thanks" in the roles they have played in my life, the way they have
led me to and the way I keep on moving unto. Had it not been them, I would not
have been me that is for sure. Well truly speaking the word "thanks"
will always be less for them, but even then "thanks" are the bestest expression I have with me...:-)