I watched Subira’s magical bond with water in awe. I remembered how I was told that my spirit animal is a water buffalo and it seemed quite right to me, because often have the waters called me to their depths, inviting me to immerse myself quietly deeply.
Particularly though my visit to a river recently and the quiet one hour I spent in the water immersed and at peace, feeling as if my very being was being cleansed of accumulated dirt of years of misplaced guilt, misunderstood, unappreciated self seemed to be cleansed by the flowing water and her quiet grace, the blue sky looking on and the dancing bamboo listening in .
Subira’s story is the story of every woman who tries to assert herself, and discover and embrace parts of her personality that help her stay is a state of joy.
As simple as it looks, this is probably the most arduous, the most audacious of activities a young married woman could embark upon, yet, when Subira does it and is eventually accepted and even celebrated for her courage, a ray of hope rises in your heart….
We all know how this cannot be the end, the mere act of swimming is a life time achievement for Subira, it is true for so many of women out there and this has to change!
Chiquitita, you and I know our roots are where we sprung from, and like everybody else’s they are strong, proud, yes, sometimes tacky but mostly sturdy, well, if not, Chiquitita, it’s your turn to make it grow wings.
The ABBA classic is soulful and meaningful but what I want to stress here is the need to accept where you come from i.e. the family, the village, the city, the class, the caste, the religion, the parents, the siblings, the name, fame, even the infamy, if any.
Once, you learn to accept and agree, ‘ok, so this is where I come from’, it sort of becomes easier for you, to map where you want to go. It helps you to just stand up and say to yourself, ‘I come from this & this, so what! /or cool, now I am going to be this and that and much more!’
Meaning, where you come from alone need not and does not define you, you have all the right in the world to choose to be whoever you want!
And how beautiful is that, really!
The body type, the color, the race, the family background, the gender need not be something to hold you back, instead you could choose to make it your strength.
Agreed that it is not easy as it sounds, but it is not impossible either.
By taking a good look at where you come from in a most dispassionate manner, you will save yourself considerable time from wallowing in self-pity and instead focus on your onward journey. In fact, the earlier you acknowledge your roots for what it really is, the quicker you will move ahead in creating a powerful identify of yourself.
So, Chiquitita, break your chains and go sing a new song!!!
It as if it is not enough to strut and show his walk in style at home in the day time that Andrew, my cat decides to visit me in my dream.
The day was tough and the PhD looming large in my thoughts, I look to hit the sack as quickly as I reach home. Andrew, however meows seeking attention and demanding that he is taken out for a stroll. Once I open the door to the corridor, though, all he does is to flop on the floor and roll around and try his best to look cute!
Soon though, having impressed the onlookers of his handsomeness, he goes in search of some protein bites and likes to stroll the long corridors now emptied with the advent of the corona.
So, he struts his stuff,stops to check any opening, looks at the staircase as if he intends to ‘leave for Kashi’ for good but soon gallops home at the sound of any approaching footstep.
Safely inside, he watches carefully to see that the passersby are homed in their own spaces before coming out again to claim the corridors in the dead of the night,while simultaneously keeping an eye on my movements and intentions which he seems to read well in advance.
Now into his second year on the planet, Andrew is yet to meet his soulmate. Perhaps he doesnot know of such pleasures of living, which is to be blamed on the insensitivity of his family, who don’t let him out as he would wish to be.
A good friend of mine is very anxious of this gross injustice inflicted upon my boy and often suggests innovative and interesting match making events for the handsome cat that Andrew is.
Andrew though is quite the gentleman, mostly at least and I take pride is saying that he must take after his family.
Well, what I didnot expect Andrew to do is to ofcourse walk into my dream and not just mine, but my daughter’s as well on the same night, must be quite an attempt at manipulation by the young fellow. While I dreamt of saving Andrew from fire, my daughter dreamt of finding him at Mars, think of cats ruling us! really, I mean literally.
Anyways, as it looks to me that I will now have to get used to solitude again, Andrew should keep me in good company come day or come dreams!