Of my wide roads which I always travelled by; Of my narrow one foot ways which I never walked by...
At the corridors of that school; it is written on a wooden board about the philosophies of Life. It didn’t make a sense to me in those times. But those are short; beautiful too. Years after; In recent times, when i saw it again in the shelves of a Gift house in our small town, I pondered its connotations. In a gesture of philosopher’s thick content full, my 10 years old cousin girl told me in bold underline. ‘Achaacha, Jeevitham oru Yathrayaanu’ (Life is a Journey).I know, she heard it from the Sunday sermons. I got doubted, whether it is the same priest for the last 15 years.
we are spiritual beings on a human journey”
My Love to you,
Father’s elder brother, One Mr. Joy appachan.. If we ask him to sing a song for a prayer, he will sing (!) his old and golden song... ‘Akkarakku yathra cheyyum zion sanchari’... Once, I stayed with him for two days...Both days he was singing the same song before the prayer...I know, throughout the year, he sings his one and only favourite..Once I asked him to change the song...Hmm,(Sighing)...Zion Sanchaari njaan...He started in a familiar ‘Ox’ raga.
Singing may be a heritable talent; But Is singing same song is so!