Wednesday, March 14, 2007

The glittering sea at mid-morning, like a silver sheet from that high perch and you shade your eyes even as you watch the brilliant dancing gold of the sunlight on the distant horizon line ; you shade your eyes and watch the reflection in a mirror, and still its too brilliant and hurts your eyes. The sea in the evening has a silky sheen, a quiet pink, purple and blue, calmly soothing to the eyes. Both are awe inspiring, still you think.

The beacon-flashing convoy as it rolled in, was impressive. A minute ago, a team of black cat commandos had taken position, running by the side of the SUV, the hundred strong police contigent was in place for the last two days. So this is what zed plus security meant. The man was an impressive speaker, and enthralled his audience. Investments, water, electricity, roads, and now, education. Surely the common man benefits.Then you remind yourself that he has done as much damage to the fabric of the state as Mahmud Ghazni who’d plundered the temples of Somnath in the tenth century. On the system they play a fluid Vaishnav jan toh, Gandhiji’s favourite bhajan and you wonder what the pragmatic wise old man would have said. Newton’s third law, and there is always a payback; but always.

16 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hats off ma'am! Lovely read as always.

Anonymous said...

I was wrapped in a warm fuzzy blanket of words until the "cat commandos" showed up. :>

-Proxima

austere said...

e- thanks, as kind as always.

proxima- I wanted to throttle the man, this is the watered down version. Nature takes its dues, no?

Prerona said...

havent seen the sea up close in a while! miss it :)

Anonymous said...

hi aust,

who was this Z+ cat dude?

Sathya

Anonymous said...

Why wait for a sharp stick to poke him in the eye, when you can be the sharp stick that pokes him in the eye?

-P dangerously wicked :)

Anonymous said...

In the "but" in the last line exists or comes out a new tone I did not hear by you up to now - but I follow your blog not too long.

Februar '92 is my date. An insection.
I am sorry, but do not want to delete this.

austere said...

ricer- go for a walk on a promenade? :)

sathya- the CM of my home state. For more read up on the Gujarat riots of 2002.

proxima- for saying just that much, I'd be burnt at the stake back home.

mago-:). Of course there is a temper. Not easily riled, and I dont forgive. Sorry.

GhostOfTomJoad said...

Yup, the man in question needs a little bit more than the throttling you suggest. And, I'll be glad to volunteer :-)

Nicely done...like the first description :-)

Anonymous said...

Antithesis .....and coming from him???? all the more so....

Billy said...

I looked at all of your pictures. So pretty. Was there a festival of some sorts on the beach?

Anonymous said...

Not again please. I dreamt I was falsely accused of killing a horrible man in India once and was placed on a stake to die, but before the men could take my life a lightening strike did instead.

Overactive imagination. I hope I don't get alzehimer's. I won't know where reality ends and fiction begins.
-P

austere said...

Mr Ghost- you should see the adulation he receives from the intelligensia.Sad.

Shiv- aam kem? Shoon karyanu?


Abbagirl- thanks! nah, no festival, tht's your usual Sunday at the beach, people taking in the sunset and fresh air. Crowded city, crowded beach.

proxima- sounds awful.Nope, no head related isms, none at all, these are terrible things.

Anonymous said...

Love the sea n the evening...itz so beautiful and peaceful...really soothing :-)

Anonymous said...

Hello, just a glimpse, wanted to know if you wrote something new.

austere said...

prajakta- the other day I was on the place they call "rooftop" , the 33rd floor by the sea. Through the large glass walls, you feel as if th entire earth is moving.

mago- will try to :). its been a bad case of busyness and ennui.