Tuesday, April 8, 2008

The Rockfest

The day began like all other days with the rising of the Sun. I was returning home after class. I boarded my usual bus, sat comfortably facing the long winding road and the endless sky. My heart was stuffed with the sweet moments the day presented me filled with the laughter of my dear friends. As I sat there letting myself be taken away by thoughts, I saw Nature preparing for the Rockfest. The lights dimmed as the murky Clouds made their entry at snail's pace, I kept my eyes wide open as I didn't want to miss any of their poise. The stage was filled with the performers. I took a glance at my fellow audience, the Crows had arrived with their group and seated themselves on the palm fronds at the slight notion of the Wind, the organizer. The little kids enjoying their vacation got ready to accompany the dancers on the stage, they neither had their parents nor umbrella to hold them back. My eyelids paused and my pulse went high as I listened to the Thunder beat the first note, very soon the Rain [renowned dancers] came keeping to the tune, shaking their hips, twisting their body often interacting with me with the splashes . Lightning made it spectacular and the concert went taking up pace. As it reached its peak Thunder played the descending note, the Crows having sneaked out from home had to go back before it gets dark, so there wasn't anyone to cheer with me. When the Rockstars saw their audience dwindling, they left my cry "once more" go unheard. When the stage was once again empty I reached home and saw Droplets hanging out at my gate. Very soon the curtain sponsored by Night was let down and then the Droplets walked away into the Dark street promising to meet me

3 comments:

Neena Padayatty said...

Way to go!dear....really great imagination!..excellent moves...never read a more dramatic description of a thunderstorm...Is that the Ecocriticism at work?:)Keep it up!

Merin Jose said...

hey........wonderful my friend....
the description of the stage setting, the rocking performance of the rock stars,...n the curtain of night....simply superb...so always keep ur mind's eye wide open...good work!!

Varghese SM said...

Hello Sangeetha,

Congrats! Your imagination is wonderful. I like it very much. The simple events of thunderstorms and rainy nights are often ignored by me. You proved that there are beauty in everything. Please keep it up watching the nature with your imagination.

Only one observation. The setting of the narration gave me a wrong frame of the day. I thought you were returning from early morning classes somewhere, and wonder how thunder is possible in morning? You began saying that "The day began as all other days with the rising of the Sun. I was returning home after class." The second sentence was about an incident in the evening. It may be due to my ignorance in literature. So please bear me.

Hello, Thanks for giving me the link of your blog. It is worth reading. Thanks. Fr. Sajan VC