Abheri

I was working when my music system started playing the Abheri raga. It is Shankar on the violin. How am I supposed to work with such soulful music playing ..

Music takes me to different worlds .. and I find myself drifting now. Into memories.

Visions of tall huge mountains, their tops covered with mist, lured me since I was a child. I knew it was my destiny and goal. That vision stirred me deep within. Even today when I close my eyes, I can feel these mountains just a little distance away. They are still the same way - pristine, pure and eternal. Always beckoning.

Visions of meeting the love of my life. Caressing his cheeks softly. Playing with his curls. Gazing into his eyes that playfully hide the immense love he has for me. Lightly touching his lovely feet. Bathing those precious feet with hot tears .. long withheld tears of agony and relief. Standing still with him, hand in hand, each feeling the love that the other has for him. Paying careful attention to his every gesture and word. Offering the flower of my heart to him. Always.

Visions of standing alone waiting while the rest of life and world rushes by in a frenzy. Tears flowing down my face, a repentance for the ignorance that has separated me from myself.

Culminating in a plea made to the skies one sunny afternoon several years ago in Bangalore .. a plea for a drop of compassion, for a little bit of wisdom to make this life worthwhile ..

.. all while Shankar weaves intricate magic on his violin.