Innerdialects

First our booking at a Paloya Lodge got mysteriously canceled. Three hours later we find a villa by the confluence of two rivers;

India they say rightly, is not for ‘beginners’

the whole week still vivid with images I’ve not really seen out the window before.

Lorry next to us, had these leaves tied to its rear:

Pretty sure there are more photographs huddled in our phone galleries. Forgot to comb hair or change shirts. Took my Bible but couldnt read – held it, close. Sometimes there are no conversations, just silent memos. Memos.

They impact you in a way that might hit, with clarity, soon. Perspectives shift like new spectacle frames. We were there for a niece’s christening. Little Elhina will get to know the world we share, all genres of us. And she will learn to cope, to dance, to fly with all our variations. Our tiny Ellie, I pray, will enjoy her life, no matter the odds. No matter the floods, fires, and others. We extended our stay by a day – and later heard there was this horrific accident (bus & motor head on), in the exact intersection where we’d have stopped to lunch.

Yes it can alter you to think life’s a blink, and you’re given another day. How its changes my perspective:

It humbles, it assigns you to a bit more responsibility. Don’t ask me what, how. The Answers stare deep between the lines. We are all so beautiful, and shy. We are mean and not. We are haters and we are admirers of us. We are embarrassed at our amassed grace, our forgiven acres of sins, we are mighty and strong when we are vulnerable, fragile. Bloggers, beggars, castles of nothing, pavements spilling in roads, life in fast/ slow lanes, honky traffic – lit zebra crossings, and pellmell cart- wheels made of wood and cow hoof…

We are fabulous, when we’re startled. When we are stared at by Life. Here words melt like rivers. Here we talk to ourselves, maybe that’s what blogs are: dedicated spaces where we permit each other to talk to our selves out loud where another can listen in, unafraid, un taxed, unselfconscious….

thankyou for reading this far, if you’ve braved thru.

God bless.

RN