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A TIMELESS PROPOSAL



From childhood, Sujatha had a fascination for adventure, fantasy and sci-fi stories.

Now in her early twenties, she still loved to read books or see movies which took her off on a long flight of fancy. She could spend hours dreamily in such pursuits, unlike her smart phone peers. Though she detested conventional travels, she loved the concept of time travel.

Her parents, while happy about her not being addicted to the phone and the Net, were also a bit worried about her romantic notions on time travelling, AI etc and tried to gently wean her away towards regular studies, with limited success.

Frequently, she would relate the details of the weird dreams she started getting of late. Elves, dwarves, princes and princesses paid nocturnal visits to Sujatha in increasing frequency. While this perturbed her parents further, Varun, her younger brother would tease her, “Didn’t you see any tall handsome prince so far, instead of dwarves and other uglies?”

“Anything done in excess isn’t good,” Dad would say, “Why don’t you do a MSc in Physics now that you have graduated? Later, you can think of a Doctoral degree and then try for a career with ISRO.”

“Yes, and then the Space Research organization will send you on a time machine!” teased Varun, whom she shooed off gently.

Sujatha would just smile and walk away to her dream corner, to take up and read yet another fantasy tale.
***
“Yesterday I had the weirdest dream!”

Sujatha’s parents shrugged and resigned themselves to hear yet another of those graphic dreams.

“There was this man-an apparition- at the window, he was talking to me in some strange tongue which I could somehow understand. This guy was actually proposing marriage to me, saying he would take me home to his place in 2050!”

“Your dreams are becoming really weird nowadays! Better you concentrate on your studies,” admonished dad as usual, knowing his words would have little impact.

Neither Sujatha nor her parents gave much importance to her dream, but when she started seeing the same apparition almost every other day, they were a bit concerned.
“He is very persistent, says cannot return without me. Yesterday, he also said he could easily carry me off, but wouldn’t or couldn’t do it without my permission!”     

Though it seemed very silly, Sujatha’s parents discussed various options like sitting with their daughter to challenge the stalker, or to inform the police. All such ideas were firmly rejected by Sujatha who laughed at the idea of informing the police.

“He is definitely not a human like us, from our times.  There is no doubt he is an apparition, alien, time traveler, or whatever…And a very handsome one at that.”
Seeing the gleam in her face while defending him, Sujatha’s parents were now really worried.

Then for some reason, Sujatha’s space suitor stopped his nocturnal romance for a few days. When Varun one day teased her saying he would have found a better girl, Sujatha got upset and started weeping.

“If only I had said yes!” she sobbed, to the utter consternation of her family.

Suddenly, the door of their house flew open as though by a heavy gust of wind. Before anyone could react, a very handsome looking apparition flew in, took Sujatha in his arms and disappeared, all in the blink of an eye.


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RIGHT WRONG

Seeing her eyes glow in excitement,
Obviously though she has it all wrong,
I rush to grab the correction opportunity,

Till I have another look at the gleam in her eyes.

Hell, I think, let me be wrong a hundred times over,
If only to preserve that glorious joy,

Rather than prove her wrong
And watch her enthusiasm wither.

THULABARAM

There is, in the Lord's Abode in Guruvayoor,
A common balance for weighment of offerings.

It's called Thulabaram.

Only, it is anything but common.

A priest there is entrusted the task
Of weighing the offerings you committed
To Lord Krishna.

It may be a few kilos of some vegetable
Or fruit, grains or sugar or what you will.


But it got to be necessarily what you committed!

For,

Have seen with my own eyes
The priest struggling to weigh
A couple of kilos or maybe three
Of a certain vegetable, think it was yam.

But it simply wouldn't balance, though he
Kept on heaping the yam on it!

Then, on the priest's asking,
The devotee said he had thought
Of a different vegetable, maybe raw banana,

But had settled for yam since he couldn't
Get the banana.

The priest quickly removed the yam
Asked the devotee to be back
With the vegetable committed!

Only then, the priest said with conviction,

The weighment would happen.