Today I Wrote

A long drawn silence from my fingers, and now finally a croak, a cracked voice spilling through and words flying out from the barely opened floodgates. The sun spilling in and the thoughts scrambling out, all at the same time. Some thoughts heat up, shrivel and dry..and then some, they hatch. And live.

The lazy sunshine of the summer shines bright in our home. The kids, all wrapped around me with the cloak of ample, languorously laid out time spread endlessly around us..while we wade in and out of emotions, together. It is all magical. Their dreamy states, of afternoon siestas and early evening dazes have the shadows of varying lengths of their dreams following them around the house. They latch on to their dreams tight and pull them yonder, into our world as their playmates. They bounce them, paint them, devour them to the skin and then weave newer tales to be worn and lived in all over again. I watch the show from a distance with swim worthy eyes and sometimes get called in to cheer and join the mela, a valued invitation. I know my invites to such gala occasions are numbered. Life, the monotony and ruthlessness of the other seasons will soon take over the laziness, hold it by its collar and shake all of us awake into scheduled time slots. The dazes will have to be jerked away, the powdery remnants of the dreams on the eyelids will need to be washed clean, the lying about under the bed sheets wide awake will need to be edited out….but the playmates from the dreams, they won’t lose their way. We will still find them by our side accompanying us on new adventures beyond sunshine, into tumultuous, thunderous rain showers.