Thursday, October 25, 2007

What it Takes

It is night-
a welcome respite from frenetic, harried day-
although what constructs this agitation is unclear, its end is gratifying.
If I squint my hearing,
I can almost imagine the lull of the air-conditioner
to be a warm autumn rainfall,
hushing the ever-present thoughts that goad me on:
something is not quite right.
Still, and stillness is not easily obtained,
the night affords the luxury of solitude-
A deserved hiatus,
a whisper like cocoon that envelopes not only body but also mind,
and finally puts to rest the
noise of nocuous playing.
Something is not quite right...
be still,
be yielding,
bend twig,
bend.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Surfing in Strange Turf

It has been a long time since I last wrote. One might think that due to a frenzy of activity; if one did, then one would be wrong, however. Eid has come and gone...Eid Mubarak one and all, and a relative calm has fallen over the house. Need I stress the 'relative' part? I have spent many a night trying to herd my children to bed- chasing them from this room and that cousin-essentially prying fingers away from each other- to coax them to sleep, at a 'way past bedtime' time, in preparation for a day much more structured than home life.
Alas, we are still at the in-laws, and as such, we are party to the comings and goings of every person who deems it time to come and pay respects to the elders. It is not a bad thing, but it is nearly impossible to construct a routine for children here.
I did witness an usual thing the other night while riding down the highway...as I was looking around, something not quite right caught my eye. Something was moving on top of the car next to us! And as we exited and slowed to a stop for the light, I saw an extremely bewildered looking kitten atop the adjacent car. Poor creature, looked as if he was taking part in some new extreme animal sport: kitty car surfing, but I knew this was not in case. Thankfully my husband was able to coax the driver into pulling over and the the grateful cat escaped unharmed.
Although, as we drove off, I couldn't stop worrying about whether he would be forever fretfully scanning the crowds for familiar faces...