I am penning down my musings after a really long time. Its been quite a reflective quarter. There are some times where you just cannot help but reflect, ponder, soak in some good, some not so good and some ugly moments. Do I have a control and can I bounce back the problems like mighty herculean?Certainly not! Infact I have my own doubts. Can I counter a boss who understands only numbers and cannot read your sulking face when your one day’s leave gets rejected on lame reasons of business optimization. Might be Hari Sadu’s long lost brother I grumble!! Can there be more than one Friday in a week? Tough luck mate! Can we do something about global warming and the snarling traffic of Bangalore. SOS! I just read the newspaper and ponder over Arushi’s case. CBI is still racking and tossing the tiniest of ‘hope’ which can turn around the case. How can anybody not be taken away by the innocence of Arushi’s face? How can someone be heinous to stoop down and commit such a cold blooded murder? I ponder and ponder over. God! Where are thou? Hope you are seeing the gory crime, the misery and grief spread in abundance.
But we all got to play our roles and be the proper person we can if not the perfect ones. One life, one dream, one moment which never comes by again. You got to live it and live it completely. Lost in solitude I just stare at the tiny droplets of morning dew dropping from a lush green leaf (a scene which I watch umpteen number of times and cherish the most). Pop pats on my back and there I smell by freshly brewed cuppa coffee. Thank God for small mercies. The feeling of tiny joyous moments -PRICELESS. I quickly go through my book collection and thump the dust away with my palm. Cough a little bit. Guess the dust particles were retaliated by my city-bred pollution allergic system. There was this old poem I had scribbled on the last page of this book as recited by Robert Frost. It still makes me smile. Albeit a bit wider this time.
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Stopping by woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there’s some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
dang the tons of promises that we have to keep - else everyone could have enjoyed that nice brew in the quiet woods as the snow softly fall on the cedars or the pines and the ground -
just like RV said it is one of the most meorized and fav poems of many a person.
Oh yes and all the world” s a stage and we have to play our roles for the master puppeteer which in this case is the BOSS.
Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice one Ash -take care:))))))))
Seems like the earliest morning thoughts…job, callous bosses, TGIFs feel; the horrendous criminals in hooligan society, and little towards the lighter side, dad’’s pat and cuppa coffee. Ending the thot…ol” gold Robert Frost…lovely start to the day!!!
Gal!!! ur writin has matured just like some real good wine!:)
Ha ha ha… I also know a Hari Sadu. But he’’s a woman!! Keep enjoying the little treasures of everyday life n keep your fingers crossed Ash. Maybe tomorrow you”ll smile wider.( Oh maybe today itself if i post something!!)
the promise of tomorrow…its what keeps us rolling…
Ah!! pondering Ash is as good as the masti Ash. yes… we all tend to swing like pendulums between optimism and pessimism Ash. we have to be good, do good irrespective of what others do.. that”ll help in keeping the flame of hope alive.. me too love to watch the dew filled leaves (esp after a good nights rain) and a freshly brewed cuppa… and that Poem ranks as one of my all time favs Ash.. a lovely blog… only wish that either you get a better boss or your boss gets better.. and that we get to hear more from you in future..