Tuesday, February 15, 2011

And now I wait....

Right now I am going through a phase in my life, where waiting forms a part of my daily routine. Waiting has invariably become the highlight of my hours and most days in general. I say most days for some days I do manage to keep the panda in the room gagged and caged and carry on with life,work , interspersed with some conversation and some jokes . But then, these are trying times, for the act of waiting holds more meaning than most things I should do. The results, the decision, what I wait for will determine the next few years of my life and that makes everything oh so inconsequentially relative, the present per se.

And of course while I do waste few hours of the day in wondering and waiting, my mind tends to ruminate a bit more than usual. Nostalgia is beginning to brew, for I hope to leave soon.
Change is always so dreaded, yet hoped for and oft welcomed. It keeps the reel moving and its anticipation can sometimes make the present so still, almost worthless.  

The above is my take and then I remembered this wonderful piece  …
This is my delight, thus to wait and watch at the wayside where the shadow chases light and the rain comes in the wake of the summer.
Messengers with tidings from unknown skies, greet me and speed along the road. My heart is glad within and the breadth of the passing breeze so sweet.
From dawn till dusk I sit here before my door and I know the happy moment will arrive of a sudden when I will surely see.
In the meanwhile I smile and I sing all alone.
In the meanwhile the air all around is filling up with the perfume of promise.

Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali. 

1 comment:

reems said...

Hey ur wait will be worthwhile, and congrats on the published book review.