Note 41 : Breathing

The place had no power..but there was a lot rain. “wet rain Daddy” Ag said – correcting me…you would have to be brave enough to ask her what the difference was, I wasn't .

India`s northeast was where we were, the place had a dampness of its own. The green moss which crawls over the stones, road edges and moist walls – slowly somehow crept into your heart and made its home – they wouldn`t mind even if you were bone dry, they just want some place – to house in and call it home. Wild pines creep over the poles – wrapping the iron with love. Small puddles made houses in the bazaar road – tiny fishes joyfully jumped in – the muddy camouflage being made full use of. Among them there was a group of mosquitoes who plotted a disease.

The house we had rented – did not have a power generator – and was ancient, the power tripped at the slightest hint of rain and this was one such day.  When there was no light, the house had more people – we called them shadows. The natural light was partial to the part of the house which had no walls – rest was darkness coupled with more dampness. Oxygen had a flavor around these parts and the aroma was mesmerizing – the place wanted us to breathe for the smell of ground was the fragrance of life.

“Papa wen the I look up though the bathroom vent, I see god, I see why they say let there be light – coz one ray steals the glory of the dark – whereas darkness needs its entirety to be complete.” Lil said

“Yes my dear, but isn`t light the perception of you God – because you want to escape the darkness – isn’t that the sole idea of god….”

“to find us things we cant get for ourselves” she interrupted

“If there is a god, I bet he is a bully and a sadist – judging by his powers and is egoist as he needs to be praised all the time to do his job” Agnes this was..

There was a dull cloud crackle and a sound of thunder.

Ag moved back to the shrubs that had grown right outside our ancient house – cause she felt the frogs thought thunder was music and would come out to dance..”..and i`ll dance with them too”

Lil took her chair and glasses and poured over a Dante book – “the divine comedy” it was.

They both had found their gods which would take care of them – the wisdom of nature and the company of great men –

Why would I say the place had no power, the place was full of energy – the one that`s not too strong, not too bright – but the one that would get your feet moving to music, the one which will happily put you to sound – snory sleep..

Hdk