Cuckoo’s Viridian Call

YouTube Video of Koel’s Call

Cuckoo’s Call for Rain

Somewhere from verdant environs
A call from the wilderness sounds,
Sister spirits calling out in concern,
Gathering information on welfare,
As flooding Kaveri beckons with care.
The family communes from distance
I feel my heart stretch outward,
For that wonderful moment on
To sweet strains of forgotten melodies
That comes filtering into my world,
I become another person transformed,
I am transported and in freedom flee.
Sprinkling drops on the dry land
Quenches the being of Mother Earth,
As she sighs with a rush of well-being,
Quickly the land releases fragrance,
I found them in the Cuckoos echoes,
A lyrical story unfolds right before me.
I know that I reside in the World of Angels.

SVS

(Written in the office break on May 19, 2015)

I was so engrossed that I didn’t realise that my colleague had asked me a question. When I came to myself and looked baffled at her, as if I was teleported from viridian world to the stark reality of my office. I realised my dreams seem much more real than reality itself!   

My Fascination for the Koel’s Call

My fascination for Cuckoos or Indian Koel remains to this very day. I keep looking back to my first piece that I ever wrote as an experiment in prose writing. I am still a milky teethed child mixing prose and poetry in my creative writing baby-steps.

I was looking at all that pieces that I have written in the, oh! So far-gone years! I was quite taken aback to find an interesting information. I have a serious hang up with Cuckoos or the Indian Koel’s call.

I sometimes hear the Koel’s call whenever my spirit of writing is low, or I am emotionally disturbed. I feel like a Highly Sensitive Person given my penchant to shed tears at the slightest emotional stimulus.

To me living with Nature and being a part of the whole schema is like being connected and whole. Yet, in this connection lies the danger of being totally confused about where reality ends and where nocturnal imagination begins.

Mother’s Story About the Singing Koel Sisters

There is a short story connected with the ‘Call of the Cuckoo.’ I have often shed many tears over the story when my mother narrated to me. The story goes somewhat like this:

Once there were two cuckoos who were sisters. They were close and loving siblings. As they grew older, they made their life away from each other. But then the sister koels made it a point to meet occasionally in the banks of river Kaveri’s mango groves.

Once it was onset of monsoon and it was pouring like cats and dogs. When the rain abetted the two sisters decide to meet. Both reach their side of the banks of river Kaveri wondering how to meet up.

The Kaveri was flooded, and the two sisters perched on either bank’s mango trees begin to lament their inability to meet. Neither of them could cross over to her sibling’s side.

Both the sister seeks the protection and well-being of her sibling. They warn each other that no part of the flooded Kaveri was safe for crossing. So, they commune from a distant which is the ‘Call of the Cuckoo.’

I remember shedding huge dollop of tears as my mother narrated this story. I am often moved by small deeds of kindness. This must be partly the reason I don’t watch movies unless it is with family members.

Moved to Tear Watching Wall.E

I remember crying like a baby when Wall.E found Eva still in the movie “Wall.E”. It is impossible to see movies without my eyes getting wet over some emotional scene. It makes me very embarrassed by my inability to be more contained.

In the hope of putting a lid on that overly sensitive emotion of mine, to this day I am trying my best to harden and be more stoic and worldly. But then my hyper-sensitivity opens the world that I record, which I am unwilling to give up. But still, I continue to fight against being overly sentimental about things in my life.

Present Day Summer

These days life includes self-management too. I love to sit down with a piping hot Kadak Chai and just watch the world outside the French window and life on my balcony. It is an important form of meditation for me. Just be and no need to rush to any place as such. Just amble into the day.

Watching the dark pre-dawn turn to dawn then to the day. The entire process is such a rush of adrenaline for me to be in a relaxed pace for the day’s opening. I live for these moments of silence of the talkative mind. At that moment, I feel peace inside me, and all is well with my world.

“Nowhere will you be able to find peace unless you have peace in your heart.” ~ The Mother

Finding Peace and Being Peaceful Are Different!

Finding peace is more like a search for peace and you may or may not get it. While being peaceful is initiated from within and then spreads around you enveloping your being with total understanding stemming from within.

The intricate difference not only speaks of all those lifetimes of experiences; but also, of the miniscule moment of joyful enrapture well captured. There have been moments when things seemed difficult in our lives but to let go takes much more courage than you can muster.

This contract of emotions can be found in the sad joy of Koel’s call. I could connect to it at any given point of close attentions to Nature’s details in life. I feel our lives are also one of ups and downs. What really counts in that we have the support that surrounds us with all over the universe.