Love = Mom

I was 12 years old and my family and I were on our trip to chilly Jammu to visit a temple up very high in the mountains. 

I was afraid of the climb: the almost 10 kilometre hike up the mountain. So my parents put me on a horse to ascend to the very top. On the way up a particularly steep horse path, I happened to look back to see very dense darkness of a pine forest.

It was beautiful, no doubt, but considering it was 12 noon and the rest of the landscape was sunny and bright, that one glance down was quite breathtaking in a thrilling way. 

Almost instantly after I saw this dark forest foliage, the horse bent down low; a misstep that could have very easily cost me my life. 

My heart started beating 10,000 beats per minute and I simply couldn't calm down. I couldn't say anything either as I was all on my own and I had to brave. I was a young girl alone in the mountains and I didn't want to draw any unwanted attention to myself.

In another 15 minutes or so we reached the very top. It was bustling. It was so crowded and I felt so alone. All I wanted was my mom. 

I started walking towards the canteen and to my utter surprise, I saw my mom walking towards me. And my mom was having almost exactly the same expression I wore of being lost and in despair. 

We finally reunited in an embrace I can never forget. It is one of the most amazing moments of my childhood.

The best part is also the meal we had soon after. It was a traditional Punjabi meal of Rajma chawal for 9 rupees a plate. It was perfect in spices, and I can still remember the taste of the thick starchy rice. No meal is complete without dessert and our mother daughter treat of the day was some amazing Malai kulfi.

Till today whenever I have either Rajma chawal or Malai kulfi I am taken back to the top of that mountain, sat besides my mummy in the crowded canteen.

Travel if you must, but at the speed of light and thought too

The moving light is heading to the still light

From all the way up in the stratosphere my guess is that's a car and that's a home

But the moving light doesn't stop at the still light

The car doesn't go home

The moving light is moving, still moving and then I don't see it anymore as my flight is moving much faster

All this happens in less than one second

It's enough to spark this idea that maybe the moving light doesn't need to stop moving

And more importantly

Why did it I want it to run perfectly and then stop and join and unite and meet the still light?

Maybe the still light is happy to stay still

The moving light is happy to keep moving till it decides it wants to be still

Maybe the still light moved a lot too like the moving light did

So then why am I wanting the moving light to collide with another moving light and come together to become one big light?

Maybe that's how stars work too

In the beginning there were two stars that collided into one big star and then the combined star pushed out two more and then those two stars collided eventually to make the second star and so on

But that's like star incest

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I know what song that smell is

The second I get a sniff, it takes me back to that beat

I can hear it resounding in my very bones

A connection too profound to discern

And to go off and reverse the gears:

Should there be a Shazam for scents

Perfumes would sell more than they do

Not knowing what the scent is that triggered the full blown musical in your head is frustrating

Does "within the hour" mean before that specific hour ends or within sixty minutes? Or names that end with the letter "R"?

Does "bi-weekly" mean every 2 weeks or twice a week? Or an Indian maid that comes in weekly?

If I like the sunset more than the sunrise does that mean I like sitting down more than getting back up?

When you find purple bruises on your body it's such a revealing moment because you realize your body is so vast and there is so much buzzing activity - heart being pumped; uterian lining being shed; a follicle under your chin sprouting out a tiny peep of hair. Your body doesn't need you to sign papers, to authorize the many micro deals, joint ventures, contracts, and agreements that your organs make with each other. Your body demands the respect you forget to give it.

Thin wispy brown spiders that eat black ants are the very example of gluttony

To eat what you can't possibly metabolise

That spider has been attempting to do it for over 28 hours now

Still folding the dead black wire-like body into two and yet somehow, like elastic, it retracts back to its original shape

I am amazed by a lot and seek amusement a lot

But I am also sometimes seeking nothing

I am fascinated with the idea that everytime you begin to empty, you are ready to fill; that somehow every time you free or quiet your mind, you have more, not less. It's like your brain grows when you relax it.