Three important songs in my life, now let me think and go back to my childhood days. Yes, the song that I learnt was ‘Ba Ba Black Sheep, have you any wool, yes sir yes sir, 3 bags full…’ A nursery rhyme – don’t know if you can call it a song. Anyway, I must have been really small. My mother tongue wasn’t English and began learning it from the first day at school and this song was the first song I learnt at that young age. It didn’t make any sense to me but I opened my mouth as I tried copying the others. Goodness, I never saw a sheep before so couldn’t contemplate what a wool was. I was living in Singapore at that time and we all know it’s bang on the equator – hot and humid. I guess this is the first English song everyone in the world who learns English learns to sing. But I sang it anyway with the same intonation that the Singaporean teacher taught. Till now I wonder why 3 bags of wool was needed. Coming to the second song – Humpty Dumpty. The big eggs all dressed up amazed me. Now why would eggs be decorated in the first place, I wondered. I also wondered why all the king’s horses and men could not put HD together again – now I realize – the eggs were broken after their fall! I guess children never ask why at that age and the teachers do not feel obligatory to explain. Now I really can’t think of the third song. Yes, there is a local song, quite an old one indeed. It begins the word – best wishes – plenty of it – to her lost lover. She is then leaving him with a shawl full of tears as evidence of her love for him. She keeps on giving him good wishes for having been in a relationship which makes me cry whenever I hear this song. I leave you to judge the sins and good deeds of us both, love and trust whether big or small too. In return, for your happiness, I am leaving you. I am crying as I leave. You can walk upon my tears as you would on dirty water. I have climbed high peaks to gain your belief and trust but the landslides on my chest brought me falling down to the main road where I am walking away now. There is nothing about winning or losing here but I am leaving in defeat today. Life is, after all, a play of sunshine or shadows , my best wishes and greetings to you again. Goodbye.
I’d like to take you to a lakeside town in Pokhara where I visited the Begnas Lake some time ago. I vision myself building a log cabin next to the lake. The room would look straight into the lake and the nearby hilly areas. The view would be the greenish blue lake unfrequented by tourists. I see a tiny little wooden boat to be used only when I need to. Otherwise, throughout the day I’d be writing or sailing through the wilderness.
Who am I? Now that’s a good question. Well, I am just another ordinary human being with the usual humane problems and issues. If you ask anyone if he/she is nice, then you will more or less get the answer – ‘yes I am a good human being’. So this applies to me too, I am quite a good woman/mother/wife – the other ‘non-quite’ in me is also normal, believe me.
The reason I’m here is I want to connect with the bigger world outside and to see a bigger picture. I’d like to practice some writing in this blog as English isn’t my mother tongue. Also I like scribbling little stories and poems in my free time, some of which I’d like to share in this space. I would appreciate feedback on them too which should help me in my writing journey.
The flat stone slabs became the gates posts. The little house made of stone looked quiet and closed.
A gate made of bamboo inserted in holes carved in a stone slab.
A man rowing his canoe on a lake.