lifepath

When Silence Finds You First

The evening I reached home, the weight of the day had settled deep within me. Travel, work, and the quiet anxiety of unfinished tasks had drained something more than just energy. I was not just tired, I was spent.

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ಓ ಮಕ್ಕಳೇ!

ಹೀಗೊಂದು ಕರೆ ನಿಮಗೆ ತಲುಪೀತೇ!
ದಣಿವಾಗಿದೆ ಎಂದು ಮೂಲೆ ಸೇರಲದು ಆದೀತೇ!
ಉದಯರವಿಯ ಕಿರಣವ ಮುಚ್ಚಿ ಮಲಗಲಾದೀತೆ!
ಕರೆಗಂಟೆಯ ಧಿಕ್ಕರಿಸಿ ಕುಳಿತರೆ ಕದ ತೆರೆದೀತೆ!

ಕೇಳಿದರೇನ ಮಾಡುವಿರೆಂದು ತಿಳಿಯಲಾದೀತೇ!
ಮೂಲೆ ಸೇರಿದ ಪೆಟ್ಟಿಗೆಯದುವೆ ಹೊಳೆದೀತೇ!
ಮುಚ್ಚಿದ ಹೊದಿಕೆಯದು ಕಸದ ಗಾಡಿಗೆ ಸೋತೀತೇ!
ತೆರೆದ ಕದದಿ ಹೊತ್ತ ಬುತ್ತಿಯ ಚೀಲ ಮರೆಸೀತೇ!

ಕರಗಿದ ಗಂಟಿನ ಚೀಲವದು ಕೊರೆದೀತೇ!
ಪೆಟ್ಟಿಗೆಯ ಧೂಳಿನ ಪರಿಮಳವದು ತಡೆದೀತೇ!
ದಿನದ ಹರಿವಿನ ಚಕ್ರವದು ನಿಂತೀತೇ!
ನಗೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಗುರುತೆಂಬುದ ಮರೆಯಲಾದೀತೇ!

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The Quiet Geometry of Being Alive

There are moments in life that do not announce themselves.

They arrive quietly, without achievement, without milestone, without any outward claim to importance. And yet, they leave behind a strange fullness, as though something within us has slipped into place inside a pattern we did not know we were part of.

I have often felt that these moments carry a kind of geometry.

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