Dear All
Our apartment is a one having front balcony.
We are blessed to have an old flat with a nice name ("SUPRABAATH" written too prominently on the face of it) when we reach out for the balcony to brush our teeth in the morning...!!
Want you to appreciate the fact that its nothing but divine will to have such an auspicious sanskrit name hitting (blessing ??) our eye balls on the beginning of each day added to "rama.....krishnaa" songs of the Shop cum Temple adjacent to this SUPRABATH flat.
Don't you subscribe to this view ?
See we never pay the money thinking in mind too much about such little things that are outside the flat that we buy....as many times we are so much glued to what is available within the flat AND on sense less numbers tagged as living area, plinth area, common area and so on....!!
Have you ever realized that these numbers do not mean any thing directly linear to our happiness and mental peace AFTER we occupy our home;
Its always about our smartness at the time of purchase - nothing more , nothing less...!!!
Now comes today's specific MM
(mundane musing....yeah, you just read a prelude in my typical style...because you do not appreciate the value of my specific contribution today without understanding the background / backdrop - in this case "front drop" - of the mundane thing about which I am speaking).
Most of the days, I mean - whenever I brush my teeth around Six AM in the morning, I witness a familiar sight where an old man (retired) walking out along with his son out of Suprabath Flat.
The family is some thing which we don't know much about - at the same time not some thing completely strange....!! The ladies of that particular flat has come to our home for Madhoo's birthday along with a kid in their home - at least for 3 or 4 years so far
(and may be for KOLU at our home too - not sure !!).
I wave my hand at the old man whenever I pass him bye BUT the son - who is the head of the family & could be of my age - never even meets up me into my eyes. This young man - being bit reserved and not too social - I always respect his personality and have never tried to get any closer to him.
For that matter, even myself not a great extrovert when it comes to acquiring new contacts....!!
So this familiar sight in the morning is this.....try to visualize along with me !!!
The old man walks out feebly with a HELMET in his hand followed by his son bringing his two wheeler behind him.
After they cross the main gate, the old man gives way for the son to overtake him and proudly look at his son getting atop the bike.
The son takes out a long hand kerchief and artistically puts it on his head, adjusts it quite patiently enjoying his little act.
The father just stands staring at this ritual with helmet in his hand, waiting for his son to feel at peace about the kerchief on his head.
Then, there is the most important moment - according to me - of the morning ritual. The father hands over the helmet to his son who with both hands accepts it with lot of grace AND wears it with all humility as the father proudly looks on.
It reminds of ancient times when the King hands over the mani magudam to the prince after his retirement....!!!
After this ceremony, the son kicks the motorbike starter and rattles by without even looking at his father & glancing at his home. The father waits for a couple of moments and sets off for his morning walk in the opposite direction.
This sight is some thing (so beautifully repetitive without even a milligram of change in the sight) is some thing too trivial but having witnessed it at least 300 times so far in the past 6 years entices me with an in explainable joy and excitement.
I get a strong feeling that this incident per se communicates too much than what one can see AND tells too much about the sentiments that individuals possess in their lives.
For that matter, I don't have many sentiments in my own life, but who stops me from enjoying and respecting about others' particularly when it is irresistibly demonstrated to me (almost) every day morning, huh ?
Love // Suren
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