Everyday Moments (#SOL- 2021)

3-08-2021

Today has been a cloudy day and it was drizzling at intervals. It was sunny for four days. Suddenly dark clouds gathered and it rained for five minutes. At times there was sun and rain. One evening on our way back home we were surprised to see a small place dripping wet, it was dry in all other places. It happens some time The passing clouds give rain in one place and move on. It is fascinating to watch dark clouds come nearer and nearer and the onslaught of rain.

Watching it takes my mind off the disturbing news that we read in the papers. I was reading about child trafficking and I closed the paper. Why is there so much suffering in the world? There is no answer. How can people hurt others for their profit ? They would have no conscience.

Yesterday evening we went to Endpoint for a walk. It is at one end of the hill. Vehicles are not allowed there. That place belongs to the university. There are football and cricket grounds. Students cannot play there during the monsoon season. All the students are yet to return. Online classes are going on. Endpoint was opened on the 1^st after three months. There is a small rainwater harvested lake on one side of the road. It is almost full now. It is not used for anything, just to replenish groundwater. The lake is surrounded by trees and water is green like an emerald. It felt good to walk in that place. There is so much greenery. It is very peaceful.

A very wet Tree pie

During the monsoon season many birds come to eat the chapati pieces my husband keeps on the ledge. Squirrels come too. It is so satisfying to see them. We hear peacocks in the distance. They are so beautiful but their call is a little harsh. I listen to lectures by a renowned Sanskrit scholar, Bannanje Govindacharya everyday. Now I am listening to his commentary on Vishnusaharanama. He says there is no perfection in this world. A seemingly perfect thing has a flaw. When I hear the peacock call, I remember this 😊. We are not seeing sparrows. They are just not there. I wonder what happened to them when smaller birds like sunbirds are in large numbers. It is sad.

Where are the sparrows ?

I wonder when I see

Bulbuls and babblers

Flying from branches to branches.

I wonder when I see

Birds active the whole day

Flying from branches to branches

Their everyday life.

I hear the peacocks calling

From somewhere nearby

I wonder at the harsh call

Of birds so beautiful.

From somewhere nearby

I hear twittering and chirping

Of birds so beautiful

Where are the sparrows?

(The pantoum is a poem of any length, composed of four-line stanzas in which the second and fourth lines of each stanza serve as the first and third lines of the next stanza. The last line of a pantoum is often the same as the first.)

Bannanje Govindacharya – Wikipedia

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bannanje_Govindacharya

Vishnu Sahasranāma – Wikipedia

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vishnu_Sahasranama

( For bloggers who use screen readers, the first photo is of the tree in front of our house. We see sunlight behind the tree and it is raining too. The second photo is of the rainwater harvested lake. There are trees around the lake and the water is reflecting the green of the leaves. I have kept a clay pot on the ledge in our verandah. There is a wooden plate on it, we keep chapati pieces on it. We keep the clay pot in water because of ants, who like chapati too. In the third photo a very wet tree pie has come to eat them. )

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