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Sunday, 29 March 2015

Chan Kithan Guzari Aye Raat Vai

We recently adopted a cat from the Humane Society shelter and she has taken over the household. She is our queen, our pampered baby, and need less to say, we all love her. But that being said, the kids do not like being woken up in the middle of the night and so close their bedroom doors. She, therefore, spends most nights with my husband and myself, dividing her time between settled on his chest and tucked into the crook of my neck. At times she will sleep at our feet.

Last night, though, was marked by her absence and so this morning, when she jumped onto our bed and settled herself into the space between my shoulder and my neck, face in my hair (finally someone who likes the smell and feel of my hair enough to make a pillow of it!), the thought that sprang to mind was, 'Chan raat kithan guzari vai' - a line from a Punjabi folk song, in which a woman asks her love where he spent the night.

When I finally dragged myself out of bed, I saw that she had managed to wedge open both children's doors and, while that answered my question, it is hilarious to think that I have never (thankfully!) had occasion to wonder about the whereabouts of my man and fret over why he has abandoned my bed for someone else's and yet, here I am, worrying about a cat!

Friday, 20 March 2015

Let's Hear it for the Sad Songs

"Why are there so many sad songs?" my 13-year-old asked. There are happy songs too, his father responded, but I had to agree with the boy, there are far more sad songs than happy ones and it doesn't just stop there, there are far more sad books, depressing poems, and most serious movies are also tearjerkers.
Why do we capture so much sadness with our words?
Happiness is easy to share and sprinkle around like stardust but unhappiness...who wants to be touched by that?
When I am happy, I have people to share it with, but when I am sad, I feel alone. Who would want me to tell them my worries, my insecurities, and even more importantly, who would want to listen without judgement, advice, or quick fix-its? Where happiness means emotional success, sadness is failure, and who wants to be associated with a loser? And so we, each, nurse our wounds alone, when someone comes along, we smile, feign happiness, and try finding ways to crawl away into some secure corner to be alone (or maybe that's just me!) and secret away our sadness into words.

Some people capture those low moments by writing and hoping that others might read their words, share their thoughts, and in doing so, might feel less alone.

Perhaps, that's why there are so many sad songs - it's someone's sadness reaching out for a hand to hold.