Songs of joyappachan

 

I was vexed;

Of my wide roads which I always travelled by; Of my narrow one foot ways which I never walked by...

Dear Friend,

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.

I derived a statement (equation) from the two old and popular axioms of life. Journey is beautiful. Though there were some unseen restrictions, those four years in college gave me a little more freedom to travel. Two beautiful destinations of those journeys were, one was nature and other was Man. In the evenings of Saturdays and Sundays, mostly we were out of the hostel rooms. There was always an inspiration for our journeys. Sometimes to know, sometimes to serve, sometimes to experience. Always it was rich and renovating ourselves...

Once we travelled to Johns Hospital, A hospice for mentally challenged people. I still remember the Men’s Thrivathira performed by us to make them happy. All were really doubted at the end of that Journey; who are really sick? We or They! Even there were some journeys to do a little tough labour. Who will forget that two heaps of crushed rocks at the roadside! One in the group put a comment by seeing the heaps. Oh, Ithre ullo. But later he suffered! Oh It was just like the dewatering of sea! While travelling back, we got the long back seat of the bus. Like an untuned FM radio, we started to sing the stories of Christ. It was spontaneous outpour of mind; Out of unknown Joy. Later it became a ritual of singing gospels in the journeys; until the Bus conductor commented it like; Song is good but Sound is unsahikable...

“We are not human beings on a spiritual journey
we are spiritual beings on a human journey”

                                                  Stephen Covey

My Love to you,

Subin.

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!