A Tale To Tell

A tale to tell

On the day of cyclone, I had gotten an important appointment along with my son and daughter. I had to venture out driving my car, from then on till now I had a very different experience of nature communicating with me through everything I saw. I have tried my level best to convey what I understood.


At the start of the cyclone by noon
I was driving through the increasing downpour
I put the headlights on
Just to watch a massive tree’s fatal fall.

Diverted by the fallen trees
Went around through different streets.
My son frantically wiping the windshield
To help me see anything beyond.

To my own sweet home, I was driving in a maze
Parked the car little away from any tree
All three drenched, Sprinted into my home safely.

My daughter spotted the shattered window pane
For the big lizard to join its crew, which I had left open.

The cyclone Vardah crossed by late afternoon
Causing havoc, leaving a trail of uprooted trees,
Pillars, posts and tangled wires
Making sure restoration will not be very soon.

The night passed quietly without electricity
Leaving me wonder what will happen to this city!
With power cut and no network,
Chennai started springing back
Having pursued during last floods
With its people hand in hand,
Re-assuring the world around
No destruction can break their bond.

As Chennai started resuming,
I drove my car back home,
After removing a suspending sheet from above.
Wiped it with warmth of thankfulness
For letting me know through its scratches
“I am no more a reluctant driver, I can do it”.

Went up to see my terrace garden
To my surprise,
The climber was holding the trellis,
As if the children re-assuring their parents
Otherwise which would have been thrown.

Though the creeper lost its leaves,
It was still holding its raw fruits
Like a mother holding a child with care.

The gusty cyclone could uproot trees
But not these creepers and climbers
Revealing the characteristics of proud and humble.

Perusal of garden in the ground
Had different thing to tell.
The new foliage of the shrubs,
The brightness of flowers,
Humming bird happily sucking nectar
Chirping of little birds, tweets of squirrels
Assured the nature instills every good thing back.

While people out there lost their basic holdings
Still bouncing back to re-live
I wouldn’t complain that I suffered,
Rather I would say,
Nature gave me a blissful experience
Teaching me a different perspective.

Chanting prayers, Discussing mythology
Playing together, nobody groggy
Brightened our evenings with positivity.

Looking through the shattered pane
Wondered if the lizard made it in time.
My children picked the glass pieces
Passed on to me saying
“make an art with these,
it will remain forever to tell the tale”.

Checkout the art here

 

@iyerviji ma, though I have come in here after long time as if daughter for want of mother's cozy lap, I was sure yours will be the first fb. Thank you so much ma for your fb as well the appreciation.

 

@knbg , Bargs, I am feel blessed when I see people suffer fetching water to higher floors and was happy to see my kids more responsible in absence of their father who has gone abroad. Every minute I was thanking God. My hubby promptly reminded me to fill the overhead tank, our landline was working to give him update, to check on my in-laws and parents. Didn't want to miss the opportunity to count the blessings of almighty

 

Thank you @periamma. Will soon do the craft. With positive people around me no wonder I can think positive.

 

Thank you Swati @satchitananda. As I replied to knbg, with many positives around me, no way I should crib.

 

Thank you for your time and the likes @kkrish, @parineetha , @jskls , @Lathasv , @MalStrom , @ashima10