SPRKS IN CSF: SPRKS IN CSF: A book I am reading

SPRKS IN CSF: SPRKS IN CSF: A book I am reading: SPRKS IN CSF: A book I am reading :  I opened the New York Times  Book review section , ready to toss it to the paper garbage , after-all I ...

SPRKS IN CSF: A book I am reading

SPRKS IN CSF: A book I am reading:  I opened the New York Times  Book review section , ready to toss it to the paper garbage , after-all I will never have the luxury of  time ...

A book I am reading

 I opened the New York Times  Book review section , ready to toss it to the paper garbage , after-all I will never have the luxury of  time to read. What is even the point of scanning at the grapes presented, preemptively knowing that they are going to be sour or just sit there and rot. Besides why spend thirty quid on some book that likely will looses flavor  in a few pages, just to add to the fattened pot of an author who when not writing  , may minister to the sick or infants of the profession ...thus went my thoughts as the page opened to the  heading 'family medicine '.

I scanned through the review, made a face and threw into the paper pile. In the evening as I made my next day's lunch ,a part of me go over to the paper pile  and read the review a little bit.

Some thing in the review irked me and I mutter to myself about 'some  Solomon guy who has no clue about places and people sit there and feel all mighty big  and judges a book's content...I bet he has nothing to do with India '  The phone rings and its my daughter...  so I express my annoyance about the reviewer . 

Thus I decide to buy the book and as I read , I am more annoyed at some random reviewer with no clue of the land or people or a past that is plausible( and true if you stitched together just the group of people and families  I knew in my infancy in a tiny village area ) had felt righteous to judge with his words . Move it another generation back and I see it all as really possible . The story flows and here I am reading it - the  covenant of water...

I change the names and move them like chess pieces and  I have my childhood vividly displayed  with all the dramatic flair of those days .There are  too many mishaps and terrible things  happen in the book, and possibly in a past not that far away , but  life did go on and people had an element of goodness and ethical ways to get through from one day to the next  as best as they could . I am not blind to the impact of caste system and the power of the landed over the poorer sections of the society , nor am I discounting that the corrupt systems' grapple-hold  and the powers be  created and made so much suffering , but the simple goodness despite it all in those around me is  what I recall . It has  changed now and  just like the dew drops  dies on a blade of grass ,the good in people have shrunk and the goodness dies daily and gradually... Just like the reaches of a cancer , quietly invading and eroding the goodness within people , in our Gods own country...yes God has been quietly slumbering , unable to heal our minds ,may be.

Back to the book - I am glad to be reading it , makes me skim to  the surface of a time that  at once makes me sad  and touched, for that which is gone  as it is part of the fabric of me... a person , part of my mind , my memories that makes me ,  the parts I hold dear  and those had moved me  through my life in times that would have felled some others under the strain it brought... I am glad to get back to that land through a book , so thank you book for getting to me through a confluence of chanced emotions and actions...I am certain some call that 'fate' and others call it 'god /deity in  action', but what ever name it carries  it chanced me to the book  and through that into a window that I can slide  into the past where with all the faults it was truly the land where God lived in its peoples minds perhaps..

by Pc-3 (05/15/2023)

SPRKS IN CSF: viewing

SPRKS IN CSF: viewing:  I am at once elated and concerned by the recent interest in my posts, I wonder who finds what I write interests them. (mostly I write... mo...

viewing

 I am at once elated and concerned by the recent interest in my posts, I wonder who finds what I write interests them. (mostly I write... more for myself) . I am glad someone reads them, hopefully not just a bot or AI generated readership. I am always hopeful that my writings are not used for creating suffering for anyone in the vastness of this world, however I am sure even my innocuous  words could shape and metamorphose into spears within some dark forces, hence my trepidation with the recent interest in my posts . If more good comes of it , then it will be gratifying that something that I wrote helped some one in some form. That all I have to say about the viewing of my random posts

( by pc-3   -05/03/2023)