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The Jungle Jalebi

September 8, 2014

rupamahindraanand


Dear Jungle Jalebi

Tears fall with you
As you fell
Last night
In winds that revved
Up a mighty squall

Your roots uprooted
From the earth
Your branches entangled
In electric wires

Bit by bit you
Are dismantled
From all that upon
Which you rest
Your weary limbs

And taken away

The cat runs up your
Huge, sloping trunk
One last time
To flex his muscles
On Nature’s post

The parrots busy
Gobbling your summer-ripened
Red fruit – so much you
Showered this year….

You enriched my life
By your presence,
Doing nothing,
And yet so much

And soon I will have
To learn to live in your
Absence

This time there is no sorrow
Only acceptance of
Nature and her forces

Yes, my friend,
I will miss you
And so will the cats
And squirrels
And birds and all
Those who came
And sat in your shade
And tasted your beauty

New Delhi
May 15th 2013

The dear, old Jungle Jalebi had probably been around for over 50 years. Our house was built around it. Like a friend that must go, it went. Funnily enough, it is still lives on…

a tree never leaves you...

a tree never leaves you…

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The Little Dove

June 8, 2014

rupamahindraanand

It is 1.10 in the afternoon and I have just settled down to eating my lunch in the TV room when suddenly I hear a phatak sound in the veranda. It appears as if something has collided with the glass panes of the living-room doors. Placing the tray on the sofa beside me and calling out loudly to Kuldip, the houseboy, I rush out to the adjacent portico. I see a little dove on the red chair. I think that I know what has happened. It has, in full flight, hit against the glass and is momentarily stunned. Not seeing it move or flutter at all, I pick it up. It still doesn’t move. Read more

In Conversation with a Cat

June 6, 2014

rupamahindraanand


Why do you rush about so much?
Because I have work to do, not laze around like you!

Have you ever tried to pay attention?
Pay attention to what?

To whatever it is that you rush about doing?
I must be paying attention, otherwise how would I accomplish anything?

No, I mean, REALLY pay attention?
I just answered that, you know!

If you were truly paying attention, you wouldn’t rush.
Really, how have you come to that conclusion?

Because then you would savor every moment!
You know, Cat, I don’t have time for your silly purrifications!

That’s just it, you are not listening. You never do.
All right, try me this time, for a change!

Let’s see now – look at you rushing – can you slow down a bit?
You mean as I walk?

Yes. We could begin from there. Presently, you are walking.
What do you want me to do – the cat-walk?

Be Present in your walk.
I want you to put your foot slowly – one behind the other.

But I am doing just that – you idiotic feline!

There you go again – ranting and raising your voice. Be quiet.
Fine – here I am, placing my fee t – s l o w l y –

That’s better. Can you please smile, also, as you walk?
Here, can you see my pearly whites, now, you dumb nitwit?

Stop being judgmental and calling me names, please!
All right, I’m sorry.

Much better, you are developing awareness to my feelings, now.
Okay.

Can you feel the earth beneath your feet as you walk?
Well, I’m certainly not moon walking, you silly thing!

There you go again. Walk with intense awareness in every step.
An awareness of what, please tell me?

An awareness of all there is in this precise moment.
Do you feel the earth come up to meet you in every step?

But I thought I was walking ON the earth?

Yes, yes, you are. As your toes press down, can you feel the earth pushing
up to greet the soles of your feet?

I am trying; I’m trying to feel just that.
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Good, because the earth is a living being, just like you.
O yeah, then I’m a dinosaur!

It feels your weight; it feels your thoughts; it feels your feelings!
O yeah, and I’m a flying wombat!

It knows your positivity and senses your negativity.
Yeah, the earth is a psychic, it can read my mind.

You are neither a dinosaur nor a wombat and the earth is not a psychic.
Who am I, then?

That’s precisely what I’m trying to convey, if only you’d focus!
I’m focusing.

Focus on each step you take, focus on the softness under it.
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm.

Notice your movement; notice the earth’s quiet stillness.
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm.

There is something within you that is within the earth too.
Whatever can that be?

Remember, I said the earth is a living being?
Yes?

Well, so are you.
I already know that!

Yes, but not in the sense I’m implying.
Okay. Come on, tell me.

Look at yourself as Life, alive, without a name.
I don’t know if I can do that.

Feel the earth as Life, alive, without a name too.
What about you, Cat? Do I look at you as Life, obviously alive, without a name too?

Yes, yes, yes. Now, you’re getting the connection.
I am? I’ll try to assimilate this. Thank you.

Meow – Purr, purr, purr!
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm!

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