A Little North Of Normality

Well I have been engrossed in "Discovery Channel" of late. In fact to be truthful a dose  of about  13 hours of Wild Discovery In the  last three days. I also saw a movie "Apocalypto" Star Movies after the 9 pm movie, if you might have guessed it. Now what i saw common in both the modes of entertainment would be Parentage. Yes Motherhood is something that I have set out to write on today. A topic in which I am least versed with. Now let us get straight at the topic. "Mother", "Ma" , "Mummy", "Mom" or even "Mambu" as one of my friends calls , is perhaps the commonest word in the Universe. The first word that escapes as a mumble hum from the toddler. So the fact that comes in is what makes the common special. The fact that I witnessed long enough , but it has always fleeted my notice is that Mothers, be it an alligator mum , or full grown Tigress, when comes to handling babies surely follow the "Handle With Care...

The path ahead seemed to have been taken by many. On the corner of the road was a broken piece of wood. Hanging precariously on the dead cedar. It read nothing for the rains had washed its burnish. It smelt of moss gathered with redemption rather than rain. And  pointed towards a narrow path into the girdle of red woods ahead. I was lost. For sometime. And might have been for more until I saw a small little girl sitting in the shades ahead. I had known her before . She was from my village , but we never spoke. A sacrosanct air of ones existence forbade interaction of any kind. But this day was different The sun was not showing in the early east. The rays were red. The day was waning. And to my surprise she waved. Asked me to share the shade with her which was growing darker with each moment. A providence that began with humble topics seeking opinions slowly turned to care and belief, all in a the tiny microcosm of the evening. In that little girl i found a friend. Who helped me se...

They say that every action has an equal and opposite reaction. Now some purist might just pounce upon me and question why or how dare i refer " Sir Isaac Newton" as a relative pronoun. But the point is, its not physics that I am talking about . Rather the matter that intrigues me is the fact that how come life gives a chance to everyone to get even. Yes call it destiny, or misfortune for some, but the gains made by one is always at someone else's expense. Success is fleeting. Status is even more vague. For these never lasts just as long as you would like them to be. Its a easier up-shift rather than climbing down the stairs in society , but when you are sometimes pushed up, its inevitable that you would surely be grounded sooner or later. The facts that have inspired me, ranges far in the plains of Africa. I saw a Pride Of Lions on discovery. A Pride of Three lionesses , A Lion and their bunch of six month old cubs. The fact that these scenes were not fleeting as any...