It is another morning, a morning of another month as per Malayalam calendar also a day to remember the lunatic mystic man of Naranam. Legends say he had a bizarre routine of rolling big stones up the hill and letting them roll down back, and laughing himself thunderously on the sight! A life of adversity similar to that of pushing a huge stone to the peak of it, and then few seconds to see it falling downhill from where it started! Sounds insane, but there is a beauty in suffering! Perhaps, at the end, while reaching the hilltop sweating, there would be a sweet breeze to caress your being! A heavenly breeze! When you stand there looking at the beautiful valley where people are still busy gathering their stones, when you feel the chilled air conquering the very self, you would hear distant wind whispering tenderly onto your ears- ‘come on, hold my arms, let us soar through the skies!’ …And you would smile- a smile that would answer all your miseries!
Posted on: Sat, 18 Oct 2014 01:40:38 +0000
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