Sometimes, we come across some situations which are captured fully in our memories...we remember the smell, the flavor, the feeling, the breeze, the touch....so many aspects of such experiences will live forever in our memories....
Had one such beautiful experience recently....
I was travelling back to Bangalore with my 2 yr old boy, after visiting my in laws.It was a night long journey.We settled down in the lower deck of the sleeper bus as it started..
My son was lying near the window and i was lying beside him.
A subtle, but cool breeze was touching us.The sky was clear...with some passing clouds.We could see one bright star on the sky which stood out among all the counterparts...
I started singing the age old rhyme as a full fledged action song - "twinkle twinkle little star...."" my son joined me.we repeated the performance thrice....
Bored of our lousy rhythm and tune...that bright star hid behind the clouds...
My son suddenly asked in a sad tone - "Staaar enga pochu?" (translation - where did the star go?)
In a motherly intention to see him happy (& of course hoping that the cloud will pass)...i said "That star wants you to sing...it will come back only if you sing alone..."
So, my little toddler started in full style...with a concerned voice but with a lot of hope...
"tinggle, tinggle, lettle staaaar,
ho i wandr..wha you are...(sighhhh)
aap abuv the worl so high
like a diamon in the skaaii"...WOW! The star showed up!
He giggled and said..."star vandhuchuu...." (means - star has come)
Star decided to play the hide and seek again....
My little fellow looked at me...totally upset now! I said - "That star loved ur song...so it wants you to sing again...."
He repeated the rhyme in a sincere voice.....
Star popped up!
He started laughing loudly and with non-stop giggle he said...."Pratyu paadi...star vandhuchuuu...vvvaaawww!!!" - (means - Pratyu (his name) sang and Star came! wow!)
I joined him in his victory of bringing the star out from the clouds by singing the eternal star rhyme!
As i said....this experience is locked in my memory...and am going to treasure this forever - that cool breeze, the sight of that star, the sound of the bus horn...above all...my boy's ecstatic giggle and his assuring voice which conveyed his belief that he made the star pop out of the clouds :)
Must say - a beautiful, nostalgic experience!
