Wondered once, little Lakshmi:
‘Can we view our mind, Achacha?’
Bewildered me the eternal puzzle;
Still I tried to answer in vain!
For I know how hard the conundrum;
As the sky mute un-mute, true untrue!
Well, the vision the cinema, the dream;
So the sixth sense the transcending beam-
The X-Ray, the unseen, we have to deem;
The Feel that pierces deeper,
To glimpse even-not to comprehend-
The hue Immaculate!
But I explained to her thus: ‘My dear,
Where you keep the lessons you study,
The flower you see, the rhyme you hear;
The smile sorrow an’ all do come;
The whistling we perceive, does core
The whistle; the Whistler the Nebulizer
Is here, there, every where.’
She smiled- the meaningful-
Took the small whistle
(Yesterday I had bought one for her);
Blew it a thousand megahertz loud;
On and on as though the Space unbound
Infused and the echo banged
To be the Permeation fragrant!
Lakshmi=my grand daughter (ten year old)
Nebulizer=an instrument used for applying
a liquid in the form of fine spray. (Medical term)
The Space unbound=Akasha, Hridayakasha
(This is from the author's recently published book
"THE WAVES OF THE GANGA")