The little pair of feet run on the wet tiles among puddles of water while the hands balance an umbrella in the shape of a bird with a beak. The face has a mix of delight on seeing the rain and fear on expecting the demon in the thunder. But yet the feet run ahead splashing water.
Trying different puddles. The hands sometimes dodge the umbrella instead to feel the little droplets. The eyes look for some roofs for refuge for a while. After a breath or two, the feet venture out again to find that perfect splash.
After testing many shallow ones, the place where all the tiles brought water is spotted. The large puddle is treaded into carefully, tested, and then there is ultimate delight! The face justifies this with the biggest smile ever when the largest possible splash is found at last!
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
a hollow waiting to bear music...
A thing that was lying ignored in my house for a long time had recently caught my attention. A six-inch cheap wooden flute. My brother had been fooling around with it for a long time. I took it and just started playing on my own. My first goal was to find the traditional do-re-me notes on it. It was harder than a casio and easier than a guitar. Co-ordinating the (un)covering of the flute's finger holes was difficult than I'd imagined ... because here, to produce one note, I had to use 1-6 finger holes at a time.
Also, the sound of the note produced was not always in key. It depended on how well I'd covered the finger holes and also, how well I blew. It required immense control of air. I looked for the seven notes and with that done, I hurried along to put together a familiar tune. My favorite with any instrument is Doe-a-deer. So I started playing it, with numerous repetitions, off-key sounds, and improper use of finger holes, I got close to playing the song. I say close because I couldn't get the notes right for the end of the song. My forced audience was my sister and brother :) I made them listen and be patient with me when I went off-key to get that one clap of appreciation! They were generous too, my brother was a bit more amused and laughed loudly when I went off key which in-turn made me laugh and produce some more off-key notes!
All in all I had a great time playing the flute. After a long patch of boredom and emptiness, I felt accomplished (however small) and alive.
Also, the sound of the note produced was not always in key. It depended on how well I'd covered the finger holes and also, how well I blew. It required immense control of air. I looked for the seven notes and with that done, I hurried along to put together a familiar tune. My favorite with any instrument is Doe-a-deer. So I started playing it, with numerous repetitions, off-key sounds, and improper use of finger holes, I got close to playing the song. I say close because I couldn't get the notes right for the end of the song. My forced audience was my sister and brother :) I made them listen and be patient with me when I went off-key to get that one clap of appreciation! They were generous too, my brother was a bit more amused and laughed loudly when I went off key which in-turn made me laugh and produce some more off-key notes!
All in all I had a great time playing the flute. After a long patch of boredom and emptiness, I felt accomplished (however small) and alive.
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