Sunday, August 30, 2009

Lifeline Musical

Its a cubical.And there are million other cubicle's surrounding it.And there are equal numbers on all other floors of that office.And inside those enclosed spaces are people working like robots.Its iterative.Its repetitive.They keep working.Like robots.Sam is one of them.He has had enough for the day.He just wants to go home and spend some time with someone.Someone really special who takes away all that pain.Someone who makes him feel happy.That special someone is his guitar.

Its a hospital.Numerous patients and their kins.All worried for different reasons.Some of them recuperating.Others still in pain.This hospital has something different in store for the patients.There are speakers all over the hospital all playing old time instrumentals.The doctors feel that music makes you feed good and when that happens you heal faster.

It's a disc.And oye, it's Friday.People are done for the week and just want to rock with the music and drink on the rocks.The Music makes them energetic.The sound turns electric.The waves do magic and make you shake that something of yours all night.People forget all the mess they are into.It's a totally different world for them.All of them high with happiness and just two words in their minds.Rock on!

Music is definitely the best invention of all times.It helps when you are down.It rocks when you are happy.It comforts when you are heartbroken.It offers company when you are alone.It's soothing.It's healing.It's wonderful.It's magic.It's our lifeline.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

That lady's house

It feels great to finally retire from your job.At first, the change seems to be overwhelmingly boring with nothing to do all day.But you get used to it.And then you start loving it because now you find time for yourself.You find time for your loved ones.You find time to see the lovely birds flying in that gorgeous blue sky.You find time to sit the sparkling green grass of your backyard.You finally get to live life.

I am really old now and so is my husband.The love of my life.I remember that magical time when we were young and fell in love.I thought that's all that love has in store.But in the last 40 years, i came to no that there is so much more to it.Its ever growing.There is no end to it.I love him.We have decided to sell this house and move to a smaller one as our children don't live with us anymore.I am expecting a client today.Oh, there he is !

Hello Mr.Roger! How are you doing? Hope it wasn't difficult to find the place.

Come, I will show you the house !

This is the hall with the couch,chairs,the idiot box[smiles] and a little bar table.The little bar table which my husband loves.He used to sit there after work having a little something on the rocks.It made him really happy.And this is the piano which my son used to play everyday.He was really good at it.I felt proud whenever he did a little musical magic with his small fingers.[Stares at the piano for long]Oh I am so sorry.Got carried away there.

Lets move over to the kitchen.Isn't it lovely.Here is where i cooked for everyone and there is the table where we used to sit together and eat.There were laughs.There was happiness around.I loved to cook for my family.I still do.Its just that, they had to move.[lost again] Alright, lets move to bedrooms.Aren't they spacious ? And the two windows on either side just lightens up the room like anything.This was my daughter's. She never let anyone in.She created her own little world inside.Look at all the posters and banners and drawing and what not.She also used to have lots and lots of flowers.Don't you worry, I will take care of all this before you move Mr.Roger![uses humour to cover nostalgia!Fails.]

And you see these marks on the door frame, here i used to make my kids stand everyday in the morning to see how tall they have grown.Now you will probably paint over them.[Tears]And there is the backyard with the lawn and a little garden which my husband maintains.My children took their first footsteps here.It was there wonderland.[very emotional now]

You know what, I am really sorry.I cannot. I cannot sell you this house.It is everything to me.It has all those memories.I need those memories.I cannot live without them.Sorry.I just cannot.[tears]