Mind & Body

Mind & body

My mind woke up before the alarm bell rang. Thoughts crept in the vacuum of my mind. Many unfinished tasks, incomplete projects, some happy faces, some stern deadlines all were wandering in those thoughts. Mind was already on work. Got to do this. Need to start this. This can be done in this way. One by one my mind was actively finding solutions. But the body failed to respond. In my mind all tasks were finished, projects completed and there were many more happy faces including my own.  It’s been the story for years now. My body never matches the active and enthusiastic mind. Slowly the laziness of my body creeps back in my mind and there I doze off into sound sleep again. Alarm rings, snoozes a ten times but now my body and especially my mind just wants to sleep. As such it has worked hard you know in the midnight. And so continues the story of waking up late and rushing with everything.

It is easier thought than ever done.

A Different Drama

A Different Drama

Oil is heating in a black pan. All spices are been collected around. And here starts the sputtering of mustard. How relishing is that sound! Throw in the curry leaves n watch them sizzle on the pan floor. Pungency catches up the nose with crushed garlic pod in. Still color hasn’t played much role in the drama so here comes the golden turmeric. Now need to heighten the drama n my hand automatically goes in n picks dry red chillies. There they go in splitting sputtering crackling n me covering my coughing mouth. The drama now is so intense n reached its peak that it has to just soothe down with the yellow dal swiveled in the pan. And now the romance starts building with all colors, aromas blending in the delicious healthy yellow color. Romance can’t be complete without some twist so here comes a pinch of asafetida n some sour kokam. Boiling n blending keeps happening, enriching the relationship. It all comes to a great finish by blessings of salt n smiles of generous bunch of coriander. Happy ending.

Emptiness..

There are several times of emptiness. One of which I am experiencing now. You have nothing to do. I am early. So I have to wait. I have my laptop, diary, phone but no wish to do anything particular. Rather it feels good to do nothing but just sip on the freshly brewed lemongrass tea.

The lemongrass is beautifully infused. The aroma is freshening. Music is soothing. I can sit up whole day doing nothing. Is it really necessary to do something, something productive at every minute, everyday? Is nothingness harmful? Or am I already doing something? Typing in my thoughts in the phone notes. The experience of nothingness and quietness is so rich that I couldn’t stop myself.

Silence is beautiful indeed. You can actually hear your mind talk with a voice that resembles you. You can actually feel few hairs flying over the face. The fragrance in the small teapot feels to have filled the atmosphere.

Something is breaking the silence. Ohh!! It’s the music around. Cluttering of cups and saucers, screeching of chairs, dropping pen in pen stand, spoon on saucer, shutting and opening of cabinet doors, tapping steps on stairs, whistles of pressure cooker, whirling of fans and now a phone ringing (that’s a noise outside the charming music). If there had been noise around, this unusual musical treat would have submerged in it and never be heard. Its the emptiness in and out of me that I could witness to feel all the aromas and music around.