A Day beside a River
“The more one lives alone on the river or in the open country, the clearer it becomes that nothing is more beautiful or great than to perform the ordinary duties of one’s daily life simply and naturally.” Tagore
Do you have an awesome experience to spend a day sitting beside a river? Let me share my pleasure of happiness of the day without a Smartphone and other materialistic belongings. A huge patch of land covered with sand with a faint flow of water like a mist made me mystic with full of bliss. The days started with the silence of dew drops amidst the golden bowl on the east horizon. The birds were twittering to welcome the gentle breeze. Slow but steady, the sun rises and the sands become transparent amidst the gloomy eyes. What an awesome beauty of nature! You may recall the biodiversity hotspot if you have an appetite for biology. Sitting under the tree, the gone days were appearing like bubbles in the water. Childhood, the pale tender youth, the lots of haves and haves not, the present and the destiny of life- all become the sailing clods amidst the blue firmament. The zigzag path of the river directed me to the helix of life. The irony of life ridiculed me. The trees and plants, the passersby, the fume from the garbage from the far off along with the flames from the cemetery rejoined the destiny of life. The river speaks a lot. The untold sufferings of the millions on both banks of the river made me spellbound, motionless and still. The fertile land of both sides whispers the quintals of joy and happiness in the same portrait. From the little spring from the far-off highland, the river has crossed several miles collecting a lot of stories with different episodes. Some are full of melancholy tunes while others are the whisper of love and merriment. I can read the story of life encrypted in the big canvas. When the river started its journey from the small water body, it imagined its destiny neither itself nor the destiny of the neighbors along its journey. It has created a lot but death and destruction were not the least. With the endocrines during the heavy downpour, it overblown all and was sent to the terminal station. Life is just like an awesome river. The unzipping of the DNA along with the neighbors of the surroundings brings the destiny of life. Sometimes the stress and strain increase the thrust of appetite to overrule all the hopes and aspirations. If you want to tolerate it, the flow of life again continues. The environment, biology, genetics, physical principles and chemistry bring another dimension to life. The 5G, AI, ML, genetically modified organisms; Eugenics etc appear in the rising horizon of the mind. The paradox or the magic of the reality of life? The theology, the ethics, sustainability or the supreme God- the number of embarrassing questions struck my mind. Despite all these, the dynamic flow of life is still eternal and it becomes crystal clear in my mind. The twittering of birds indicates the setting sun in the west and the whisper of love and eternity of life are being heard amidst the sounds of the conch shell (trumpet). I have to quote from the great poet, John Keats,
“E’en like the passage of an angel’s tear
That falls through the clear ether silently.”
