Basking in the Sun!

My table is cluttered with scraps of paper with notes written all over, two books that I am reading at the same time, bookmarked, rest on a pile that has yet to find some space on the book shelves, some reminders stare me in the face when I sit at my table and my laptop waits for me to communicate with it. I find myself in a swamp - feeling like that buffalo that loves to stay muzzle-deep in the dirtiest of water to keep cool- reminding me of my vacations to my grandmother’s place in the holy town of Kumbakonam and the endless hours I would sit watching the buffaloes in the water tank opposite her house wondering how they must feel. I think I know now - sometimes being in a swamp actually feels good!

But then I wonder if I should de-clutter first to see myself becoming more efficient or not waste time on that now and put it off until I have more time on my hands. I wasted a few minutes on simply wondering, since the laws of inertia prove to be undeniable and unbeatable. So I get back to my reading, carefully investigating every page that I had bookmarked on my laptop. On the corner of my screen messages pop up - I seem to be looking for reasons to procrastinate; very unlike me. So I spend a few minutes in checking the messages, responding to them and then in awaiting responses to my response. The evils of social networking! 

I look out of the window - the bunch of Kashmiri roses are in full bloom; they sway in the gentle breeze and tempt me into enjoying the warmth of the Sun. I succumb. As I stand in the balcony, my table, the clutter, the reminders, the bookmarked pages, the pile of books and the blinking messages are all forgotten. I am completely in the moment, enjoying the warmth, the gentle breeze and counting my blessings. I think of Kumbakonam, its temples, the game of ‘palanguzhi’  that I had learnt on one of my vacations there, the sound of the scorpions as they scrambled under the tiled roof, the grand teak swing that my great-grandmother loved to relax on and the buffaloes in the swamp…

My phone rings - the sarod piece from P.K. that is my current ring tune almost merges into the ambience and the state of mind. But it only almost merges. I walk back in, feeling like a buffalo again, as I see the clutter and remember where I was.

End-of-Day: I am still finding myself in that swamp! Hopefully, tomorrow will be another day.