Kala Ramesh, India
And so, an hour passes . . .
dead body . . .
only the shadows of leaves
dance on her face
My wife died – thirteen days back.
To be single again - it’s a strange feeling that after sixty-six
years of togetherness, I am all alone.
Like the River Cauvery that swells in the monsoons then becomes so thin
that it seems almost like a drawn line, my family was huge once when
my five children were small - kids take wings and take off and slowly
my wife and I just grew accustomed to being by ourselves.
My son and my daughter-in-law
are here. They keep insisting that I will feel miserable in London.
I keep telling them that I am
to go with
them. My daughter-in-law says "But papa, you have your temple,
your friends here. What will you do there? It’s a foreign country
papa, try to understand."
How can I tell her that I am scared of staying alone? Won’t my
grandchildren laugh at me?
the chameleon changes
Ramesh is a performing vocalist
in Indian Classical Music. She has given many concerts in India. She
has published several articles on Indian Music and Indian Thought.
Kala has taught creative
art in schools and taken workshops for children for The Times of
India, in their NIE program.
Ramesh's haiku or her essay
on Indian Music and Haiku in this issue of Simply
2005: Simply Haiku