Friday, October 07, 2005

Of cosmic laws. And a little dust.

I did glance at the tiny clock on my computer. The last bus would have just been missed. I continued listening to the silence at the other end. We are like that only. Most often than not, I hold the phone and work while he does too. Conversation starts and ends at 'Then what'. I've gotten used to working with the phone cradling comfortably on the curve of my neck and having him on the other end. Different coasts connected by a common silence over a telephone line.

'Ask them to be kinder to the door. That force hurts', I’d hear him say when anyone from my office would open and close the squeaky door near me.

I'd smile and continue working.

'Hold on. Let me get some coffee'.

'Do you want me to hang up?'

'Nah. Just stay on the line.'

A coffee and a bag of chips later, I would be greeted with an 'Am back'

And we would continue working our own different works.

But yesterday, we were talking. Words and all that. I didn't interrupt him. He was listening. Or pretending to. Didn't matter.

'Say, I gotta go. The last bus leaves in 8 minutes'

This would've been the point where I would be hurt, if I chose to. But I am agreeable. Not all that very though.

'My last bus left sometime ago'

A usual silence punctuates our conversation. It never makes me uncomfortable.

'I am sorry about that. Is it a long walk home?'

It’s always a long walk home.

I was walking a lazy walk home when a car pulled up beside me. It was someone from my office.

'You going home?'

I smile a yes. To help them understand, I nod my head.


'I have to drop him at the mosque’, pointing at another colleague. ‘It’s only a few minutes out of the way. Do you mind?'

I smile a no. Of course not.

The guy who was until then sitting beside the person driving, climbs out and ushers me in. He very the gentleman he perhaps he is not, climbs in behind.

A conversation that was interrupted continues. Ramadan, fasting and the people he’d met at the mosque.

The colleague, who was driving, plays some music.

I start in surprise. M.S Subbulakshmi singing a ‘Thousand names of Vishnu’. ‘Vishnu sahasranamam’

Two believers and me... Believers of what they believed in- god, religion or something on those terms... And I, as always, confused. I really didn’t know here, as I didn’t many things in life- what exactly I believed in. Whether I believed at all…

Two believers of two different religions and me in a car talking about Ramadan while listening to a thousand glories of Vishnu on an almost deserted road in the US of A.

It made me smile.


Blogger ashish said...

I do not know anyone who writes better than you

7:31 PM  
Blogger mannu said...

'n i dont know anyone who finds such beautiful pics for the blogs than you..

ur writing.. its a magic.. amazing..

3:50 AM  
Blogger hope and love said...

i wholeheartedly agree

6:28 AM  
Blogger Arun said...

Beautiful! Blogs like these make blog-hopping fun. Bookmarking you!

~ Arun

11:04 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Ashish: Now THAT is saying too much! Damn- but cant seem to help this smile that keeps cropping up when reading that comment!

Mannu: One day you are gonna run outta good words to tell me! Thank you.

Hope and love: Long time... how've you been?

Arun: Where did you hop into from?

12:28 PM  
Blogger Arun said...

Somebody's blog. Now don't remember whose. It's hoppening again!

~ A

12:44 PM  
Anonymous Ph said...

Very evocative P. *smile*

8:51 PM  
Blogger Sujit said...

First time.. came thru hope and love blog.. nice picture.. and eloquently writeen.. keep it up..

11:07 PM  
Blogger aks said...

hey love....lovely post..

3:18 AM  
Blogger shub said...

loved this post! :)

12:31 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Arun: Hop on...

Ph: Ok- so I feel I've died and gone to heaven!!! Psst.. I checked up the meaning of 'evocative'. It still means what I understood it to be!

Oh- here is something I wanted to show you. Read this.

Sujith: Thank you.

Aks: Ah- there you go again! :o)

Shubs: How is foreign land treating you?

8:31 AM  
Blogger Prahalathan said...

Good one...
You say something and actually don't say it either....

12:38 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Prahalathan: When I say nothing at all...?

10:56 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

nice post!

the jeans cladded slender legs with the telephone wire entangled to the toes...quite sensible...say it cannt be one of ur intuitive downloads...


8:04 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lovely...have spent hours on silent conversations like that (minus the 'then what')...but those were a million years ago! ;p
Can't help myself joking when conversing with! this sorta silence is unlikely to happen b/w us!!

1:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Did you know?!
You are (now!)one of those many 'somethings/someone(s)' that make me look forward to each new day...and with a smile! :D
Looking fwd to chatting up again (in person) ;D

2:02 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

L_D: Aha- long time no see! I thought... well something morbid of course! Why cant it be one of my intutive downloads...? Finding pictures- this is perhaps the only thing I know exactly what I am looking for, when I search...

Sharat: I hope both Anon guys are you! Am glad I make you smile- one of the few things I do to a few people!!

7:12 AM  
Blogger >|' ; '| said...

faith is very hard to keep...

3:34 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Poison: But you gotta have faith...Most of the time, its what keeps us going.

7:46 AM  
Blogger Jithu said...

its interesting to work in the office when someone is there on the other side.. ;-))

3:12 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Jithu: Some people just dont seem to appreciate it!!!!

8:57 AM  
Blogger Lazy strokes said...

Straight roads, some dark alleys, some dead-ends, and some curves. Nice reading your post. Gotta ask you smthn, do u find the pictures after u hit upon a post, or vice-versa?

9:55 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Lazy Strokes: Pictures are like the spices... adding a flavor to what is already there. The reverse will not work as well, will it?

7:24 AM  
Anonymous Vishnu Gopal said...

The first part really reminds me of conversations I have with a friend, you've captured that essence brilliantly. It's about the reassurance & presence expressed and not expressed...

Wonderful writing :-)


2:47 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Vishnu: Yes, its about all that and more.

7:12 AM  
Blogger Vinod V said...

Am i seeing two of them in this? The one that ends with the pic and the one that begins with it..loved the would have been all the more prettier if it was left standalone.. anyway.. hats off ma'am..

2:36 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Vinod: I see only one of it!!!!

5:51 AM  
Blogger Vinod V said...

No offences meant. It was neither a disagreement nor even a suggestion. Just shared a personal view. Maybe I just loved the first part so much that I did not want it to move out of the original premise.

Your blogs are among my favourite (cyber-)getaways.. The feel-good hotspot to cool your heels when the life at cubicle takes a toll on u..


11:15 PM  
Anonymous kerabyte said...

The pic wud hav looked out of place anywhere else

9:57 PM  

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