Sadness away ... only yesterday ..

We all have some days when we get that gloomy feeling where everything seems to be working against us , when we feel that “poori kayanaat bus tumhaarey khilaaf kaam karr rahi hain”(ie when the creator seems to be working against you) .. I was (and I think I am still) going through this gloominess …. Ezekiel was running temperature last week, the surprising element was he didn’t have cold/cough and was very active and energetic even with his fever .. I somehow didn’t take the first day of his fever seriously as I had reached home after office completely drenched in rain (infact I enjoyed my scooter ride in rain) and thought probably I was too cold and that baby was fine .. but by night we were swabbing baby after he vomited and I was feeling guilty for being careless .. next day morning took him to his Homeo doc and got some medicines … and then by 10 am left for office in my scooter feeling dull and gloomy .. just like the weather – cloudy, humid, clouds were ready anytime to cry , so was I …

Acres of Khet - Vappalserry

I thought of taking a short cut through paddy fields – yes, near to our home in Parratukonam we have paddy fields , its actually seeds research centre’s fields where they test variety of paddy seeds , and in the middle of the city you get to see few acres of “Paadam” or “Khet” Just like any agricultural village … Last week “Thoola Varsham” which I guess is Retrieving Monsoon , also started in Kerala .. the suppose to be special feature or thing about thoola varsham is that the morning half is suppose to be sunny and by evening the rains starts and continues till night .. I think “equal halves” when I think of “Thoola” sunny and rainy .. so I saw workers in the field transplanting paddy saplings … knee deep in slush … all doing it so much in rhythm and systematically … and I was reminded of my childhood … vacation time when I had done this activity of sowing , along with my “Appapan’s urf Dadaji’s “ workers …. The warmth of the slush , the ticking of small crabs running on your feet when you move planting sapling, the trickling of the sweat and smell of the field … something I can never forget … infact going to Vappalassery was like going to God’s own place, acres of lush green paddy fields, 

Paramab full of Chambakya (Wax Apple), Manga (mango), Supporta (Chikku), Irrumbam Pulli (A type of Citrus fruit),Pulli (Imli) , Chakka (jack fruit), Nadan Baadam (Local Badam) Kashu Manga (Cashew nut and Cashew fruit….. , the small small canals and drains for irrigation through which we used to walk … but all this was 20 + years back .. now in the name of development, first railway tracks and then the Nedumbasserry Airport , there is zero farming , all the land lay barren waiting to be bought by some real estate company and now you can see only half finished commercial buildings or Flats for NRIs who come there once it 1-2 years for few days …

 


Feilds in Vappalaserry - Near Nedumbaserry

Anyway, I got back to my present not being sure what to do in office , what to do with my gloominess, but feeling better at the thought of the fields and the promises of nature the thought of half sunny and half rainy day, realising how nature tells you everyday that life is balance of Dhoop Chaav …. Sunny Rainy, Warm cold .. this season of gloominess will also pass …