April 22, 2013

For now

Like the soothing familiarity of a lullaby a mother croons repeatedly to her child as the afternoon's blazing sun puts one into the misery of sweat, slumber and sulking, words I grew up on have helped hold me still. The weather has also been a friend. Kind, patient and knowing. Sending in squalls of dust so I could shut eye and not see. Sending those cool breezes to soothe aching raging headaches and other aches one cannot put to words. And tucking the sun away beneath gray shrouds of clouds.

There is always something to be thankful about they say. Maybe for now, it is just the weather and words.

2 comments

Ashna Banga said...

You know how sometimes you are so confused you don't know what is going on, and then you read something that tells you exactly what you are feeling? This small post was just like that for me. :) Thank you! Loved this one.

Sandhya Ramachandran said...

Thank you so much for your kind words! :)

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