It was a cool Sunday evening in My
Native village. Mobile phone was suffering with a near death experience! Electricity was falling in love with darkness
of clouds. Discussions of old stories by mom and grand ma, felt like back
ground music to me. Everyone was waiting for either rain or power. I was simply
enjoying breeze and beauty of green garden. But from inside I was angry on
field owner, who kicked us out from playing cricket.
I waited for half an hour.
But there was no sign of rain or power. Green beauty kept fading due to
spreading darkness. No one was interested in going inside. I went inside
searching for any books to read. I found my dirty and dusty High school diary,
Sandwiched between Big Kumaravyasa Bharata and Bhagavata. I opened first page
" Saalumarada Kombe Naduvali". A smile appeared on my face. It was a
song, i used to sing and it was quite popular in high school. Many girls asked
me to give that song. But i never did. I kept telling them " I will give
while leaving school". I was so worried that someone could steal that
song! Silly times na.
It was a folk song and had
a meaningful story with it. You cant get it, when you Google it. As i say
"some nice things cannot be found in Google " . Though story sounds
effective when someone sings, i am going to narrate story to you now.
It was a rainy season. It
was a first time rain experience for cute little bird. Her mother went out to
get some food for her child. On the way back it started raining heavily. Mother
kept worrying about her child. On the other side, kid was sensing fear. She
felt cold. Before situation gets worse, mother came. Consoled her child. Let
her to sleep by singing a song to her. All night rain kept coming. Mother
covered her kid in her wings. Cared her with warmth and love. After all night
suffering to save her child, mother felt sleepy in the early morning and fell
asleep.
Sun started showing up slowly in the
morning. Due to lack of sleep, mother slept for some more time. When mother
finally woke up, little cutie was not there. She shouted. She cried. But there
was no sign of her kid. Morning was new and inspiring. Small bird went after
her dreams forgetting her mom. Mon kept crying all day. Still lines "
Manadi marugittu, taayiyu manadi marugittu" lines keep haunting me
whenever i sing this song.
Is this story so true in our life too?
In spirit of chasing our dreams, are we forgetting our relations. During old
days, entire family used to celebrate festivals. Now those days are gone! We
are becoming so needy and greedy. Friendship is getting limited to Facebook. Love
is spreading over android apps. I am not saying modernization is bad, But it's taking over culture too much.
People
now a days are getting strong by mind and weak by heart. Every relationship has
a value. Why do you think rape cases are getting more and more these days? Root
cause is relationship value. Having an independent life is becoming a trend!!! Mother burns herself like a candle to give us
education and we leave her when she needs us. She treats our dream like her
dream. That is because she loves us. she cares for us. There is one saying "
Love without is sacrifice is like a theft"!!!
I read a message from my friend
Sumukha few days ago " We wish to earn loads of money, but we have the
best of times when we have just 10 bucks in pocket. We wish to wear high
brands,but we feel more comfortable in pajama pants after playing in rain.We
wish to sit in Taj and Marriot with elite people, but we enjoy roadside foods
with friends the most. We wish to earn big cars yet we talk our heart while
walking down a long road. We have 64 GB songs, but a song on radio brings
smile". So true na? Life is simple. Live simple and love everyone.
And for your reference you can feel
the lyrics of the song :
ಸಾಲು ಮರದ ಕೊಂಬೆ ನಡುವಲಿ ಹಕ್ಕಿಯ ಗೂಡು,
ಆ ಗೂಡಿನೊಳಗೆ ತಾಯಿ ಹಕ್ಕಿಯ ಲಾಲಿಯ ಹಾಡು
ಮಮತೆ ಮುತ್ತ ಪ್ರೀತಿ ತುತ್ತ ಸವಿದ ಮರಿ ಹಕ್ಕಿ
ಬೆಚ್ಚನೆ ರೆಕ್ಕೆಯೊಳಗೆ ಮಲಗಿತು ಸೊಕ್ಕಿ...
ಸುರಿವ ಮಳೆಯಲಿ, ಕೊರೆವ ಛಳಿಯಲಿ ತಾಯಿ ನಡುಗಿತ್ತು
ಮುದ್ದು ಮರಿಯ ಜೋಕೆ ಮಾಡಲು ತಾಯಿ ನೆನೆದಿತ್ತು
ತನ್ನ ಕಂದಗೆ ಧೈರ್ಯ ಹೇಳುತ ಹಾಡ ಗುನುಗಿತ್ತು
ಲಾಲಿ ಜೊತೆಯಲಿ ನೋವ ಸೆಲೆಯು ತುಂಬಿ ತುಳುಕಿತ್ತು
ಸ್ಥೈರ್ಯ ಕುಸಿದಿತ್ತು, ಮನಸಿನ ಸ್ಥೈರ್ಯ ಕುಸಿದಿತ್ತು.....
ಮೋಡ ಗುಡುಗಲು ಮುದ್ದು ಮರಿಯು ಬೆದರಿ ಅಳುಕಿರಲು
ತಾಯಿ ಮನದಲಿ ಎಲ್ಲೆ ಮೀರಿತು ಮಮತೆಯ ಅಳಲು
ಬೀಸೊ ಗಾಳಿಗೆ ಗೂಡು ಅಲುಗಲು ಮನವು ಕನರಿತ್ತು
ಕಣ್ಣಿನಂಚಲಿ ನೀರ ಹನಿಯ ಜಾರಿ ಬರುತಿತ್ತು
ಭಯವು ಕವಿದಿತ್ತು, ಎಲ್ಲೆಡೆ ಭಯವು ಕವಿದಿತ್ತು
ಮಳೆಯ ಆರ್ಭಟ ಮುಗಿವ ವೇಳೆಗೆ ಬೆಳಕು ಮೂಡಿತ್ತು
ನಿದ್ದೆಕಳೆದು ಹಕ್ಕಿಮರಿಗೆ ಎಚ್ಚರಾಗಿತ್ತು
ತಾಯ ತನ್ನಲಿ ಕಳೆದ ಕಾಂತಿಯು ಮತ್ತೆ ಹೊಳೆದಿತ್ತು
ಎದ್ದ ಹಕ್ಕಿಯು ತಾಯ ಮರೆತು ಹಾರಿ ಹೋಗಿತ್ತು
ಮನದಿ ಮರುಗಿತ್ತು ತಾಯಿಯು ಮನದಿ ಮರುಗಿತ್ತು
Very nice story. May be it is the true one for the one who faced the same too. While reading it, your eyes get wet. But tear will fall from the ones eye, who feels it.. Nice..
ReplyDeletewah !!! I can only say its jus awsome write up ....
ReplyDeletethings can never go back to the way they were ,no matter how much you wish it could ...
what you choose is what you have and what you allow is what will continue ..
take abovw...thumbs up for dis write up...keep going ...dats it :)
Mallikarjuna : Thank you so much yar..You are so true...When i first sang in college, everyone was stunned..Still song keeps haunting me...
ReplyDelete@Bhagya : What will continue stays forever...
ReplyDeleteThank you yar :)
You know, now am thinking about ur lines "In spirit of chasing our dreams, are we forgetting our relations"...Seems true...we are forgetting ourself itself more!
:-) :-)
ReplyDeletepeople migrating to other places and not returning as in Brain drain, or migration to cities.. seems to be different faces of your story..
As emotions won't prevent starvation, migration continues in search of money, job, security and hundreads of so called reason..
Life must go on...
too good adarsh
ReplyDelete@Aakash : Thank you my friend :)
ReplyDelete@Prashasti :Yes dude..in that migration, its good that we stuck with relations and culture, as much as we can ! thank you :)
ReplyDeleteಇಷ್ಟವಾಯಿತೆಂದಷ್ಟೇ ಹೇಳಬಲ್ಲೆ...
ReplyDeleteಹೌದು .... ಇದು ಕಟು ವಾಸ್ತವ .. ಆಧುನಿಕತೆಯ ಬೆನ್ನು ಬಿದ್ದ ನಾವು ಮಾನವೀಯ ಮೂಲ್ಯಗಳಿಂದ ವಿಮುಖರಾಗುತ್ತ್ತಿದ್ದೇವೆ ...
ReplyDeleteಇಂಥಹುದೇ ವಿಷದ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಬರೆದಿದ್ದೆ
http://nenapinasanchi.wordpress.com/2012/09/21/anaatha-shavagalu/
@Shrivatsa : ತುಂಬಾ ಧನ್ಯವಾದ ಗೆಳೆಯ :)
ReplyDelete@Nenapinasanchi : ಶ್ರೀವತ್ಸ ಬರದಿದ್ದ ಕವಿತೆ ಓದಿದ್ದೆ ...ನಿಮ್ಮ ಅಭಿವ್ಯಕ್ತಿ ಕೂಡ ತುಂಬಾ ಚೆನಾಗಿತ್ತು ..ಧನ್ಯವಾದ ಗೆಳೆಯ :)
ReplyDeleteNice story and poem Adhi.. I Liked It.. Its so true !!!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much dude :)
Deletenice one le.. really superb..!!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Nikky :)
Deleteone more visit :-)1 more like :-)
ReplyDeleteNinna abhimaanakke naanu tumba chiraruni :)
Deletevery nice buddy :) cooooool :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much dude :)
DeleteVery nice story and photo Adi! Indeed modernization is taking over culture.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Leana....:)
Deletewoww......suuuperb...i like it sooo much
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Padma :)
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