At Madurai !
Coming home is a soothing balm. We came in here yesterday, and i slept through most parts of the day, with interruptions coming in the form of calls from Bangalore. “Would you be interested in a credit card?” “Would you be interested in a home loan ?” “We have the product that has answers to all your questions. Would you be interested to listen ?” “Hey, do you remember the deadlines ?” “You know what..”
As i spent time with a dad whose body is being ravaged by medicines, and a mother who is in her last 30 odd days of professional work i realise that they have given all they could to help us smile & grow. It takes a village to raise a child they say. Between them, they have been far more than a village. A metropolis perhaps. Stretching. Sacrificing. Pushing us. Nudging. Connecting. And oh yes : financing !
“Time flies. It was like yesterday”, they say, “when you were born !” There is a slight hint of sadness in the voice. A quiver that could have gone unnoticed. Perhaps caused by thoughts of possibilities missed. Or the gradual loss of ‘power’. Or perhaps its just the loss of the good old times. Or perhaps the joys we brought to them as children were far more immense than whatever little I cant put a finger on what exactly causes that sadness, even though it is just a slight hint at that. I know my time for the slight quiver to escape my lips will come too. I will know then.
Today, i took an early walk in the morning. Collecting my thoughts. Calming my nerves. Comfortable in the fact, that the very track that i walked many times through the years, has seen me come to it with a worried brow, many a time. And very soon, thereafter, there has been reason for cheer setting in quickly. Today, the track seemed to take wave to me and say, ” Smile, theres more to life “. Sinking into comfort, i sprinted, jumped and stretched looking at the brand new tracks of the Race Course Stadium.
The past holds answers to the present. But the present holds answers to the future !