My dear Kochi,
How deep I am in love with you, my dear Kochi! Perhaps you don’t know. When I came to the Broadway last year, on the rainy
morning of Thursday, in the month of April 1st week of 2018, it was after
many long years that I had come to you
again in search of your love, compassion and shelter. Like a mad man I
wandered through your streets buying some vegetables and fish and greedily walked through many bye
lanes like a curious naughty boy, munching fried ground nuts, enjoying the beauty
of you playing with your eternal lover
Arabian sea. The waves of the backwaters shine brightly like chips in the sunlight.
Now one year is passed by and I am still with you like a child sticking
strongly to its mother who is very fond
of the infant.
Today
when I was sitting alone at the balcony window contemplating, all of a sudden
heavy rain and violent wind lashed out into my room and I was thrilled with
joy. The music of rain and the orchestra
of the Arabian sea wind intoxicated me. I looked out and saw the skyscrapers,
the coconut trees, green carpeted meadows of Kochi, my queen bathing in the shower, and rain drops
fell again and again on every skyscraper, every coconut tree, every canal and
road. I was wet with the shower drops as
if it had rained from heaven. When my neighboring Tamil Nadu and its capital
Chennai are struggling with thirsty dry lips and beg for a pot of water, my Kochi is blessed with rain and
wind.
Last
night I woke up hearing the whistling music of the Arabian wind and opened the
window, sitting on the chair I intently pricked
my ears to the music of the wind to his
lover Kochi. People said that you are
the queen of the Arabian Sea, but I found that you are eternal lovers. Throughout the
night the sea is singing beautiful songs to Kochi, to please his lady love, and by wee hours they are separated only to
be reunited next night. I hear the
sobbing of both of them and I closed my
eyes because I am sad to witness their separation!
My dear
couple, you are immortal, while we mortals waste our precious lives in petty
qurrels and dirty gossips and grabbing others
properties. Our absurdities and greediness destroy nature and human
happiness. I notice, how every night, the Arabian sea wind tiptoed into our
apartments singing songs to please our Queen Kochi and we are proud of this
regular nocturnal meetings of the couple, so young, so beautiful and so mirthful. You don’t feel any
saturation in your love life, but we
human beings are easily fall victims of
ennui and saturation. My wife has gone home celebrate holidays with her son and
dear ones, and I am sad and lonely here.
I am
not envious of you, but I share your
happiness, my dear Kochi and your
eternal lover, the Arabian sea wind. We mortals die and join the earth, but you
continue to make love for each other every night for ever. I wish both of you all success in your eternal
married life. Kjt/- 22-06-2019
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