Monday, December 12, 2005

Echoes

Rain.

There has been too much of it lately, it has become a dreary downpour, and she’s grown used to it.

One strain of music flitting through the air and she’s lost again, to the magic of the music and the rain. It is soft, so much so that she sensed it before she heard it. She has left her book on the window ledge where she had been perched. The glass windows are sealed shut, and the rain strikes it with a constant pounding rhythm that would have been perfect for her to read in what with the yellow light gentling the shadows and scattered across the room… if it weren’t for the faintest traces of intoxicating… something not-quite-heard. She paces the room, looking, pausing mid-stride to cock her head much like a sparrow, as if she does not know the cause for her restlessness... she doesn’t. There is a call in the air, and she does not even hear it, heeding be far from the question.

She feels lonely again, her enjoyment of the aloneness and silence utterly destroyed by a simple desire to hear, to connect, if not to another person, the music itself. What if to her, the music is another person, to dance into her life and dance out again? To be remembered, perhaps, forgotten, maybe, but for the section of time that it lasts, to be sought after, to be important. The only thing that matters in the here-now being only the undulations and the complete surrender to a force that she does not understand.

Slowly in the background, the beats become more distinct. The song nears the end before she can identify it, and it fades away.

And the rain still thumps relentlessly.

26 Comments:

Blogger Leon said...

Oh..No.. Not another 'profound' post..

You're giving me an inferiority complex.. :D

10:11 PM GMT-8  
Blogger Camphor said...

leon! It's not profound or anything. *sigh*

Inferiority complex? YOU?

2:53 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Kini said...

A return to camphor's roots. A post that reminded me of those days in july when the anonymity of the author drove me pretty nutty! Well done. Let's see more.

3:23 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Camphor said...

kini ~ thanks. :)

3:42 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Leon said...

So it's not profound and I still didn't get it? This is worse than I thought.. :p

Yes me.. *hurt look*

5:29 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Camphor said...

leon ~ oh, you're impossible. :P
And why hurt look?

5:38 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Chloe said...

i find comfort in rain. but this is beautifully written.

1:19 AM GMT-8  
Blogger >|' ; '| said...

rains scare the hell out of me nowadays. the climate is slowly changing to one that will probably wreak more havoc in the future.

1:34 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Camphor said...

chloe ~ I normally do too, I'd probably go hyper if it rains... :D

-poison- ~ thanks for dropping by my blog! yeah, we've disrupted the equilibrium... but consider this, ti would have gone in this direction anyway. We've just speeded it up enough that no one has the time to adapt to it.

4:25 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Dreamcatcher said...

Mesmerising.
Is it cold over there? as in cold rain or warm rain..

5:17 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Camphor said...

DC ~ thanks. :D It's cold. As in wind cutting through the rain and chilling your bones, cold. But I suppose she is quite warm, and the window ledge was only slightly chilly.

5:38 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Amit said...

rain no probs for me... nice lines

3:46 PM GMT-8  
Blogger Ashmi said...

its simply beautiful!...every line is poetic in itself...true rain can transport you in a world so beautiful,so sublime...enjoy every bit of it. :-)

9:43 PM GMT-8  
Blogger Camphor said...

amit ~ Yeah, me loves rain too.

ashmi ~ thank you so much for the compliment. it's a different world, alright, the one that opens when it rains. I must be a peaock, or a toad.

8:14 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Aravind.V said...

I am in my elements in water. Oh Did I say that correctly.

11:42 AM GMT-8  
Blogger MTT Publishing said...

Hey comphor...been meaning to email you...two things...

1) Discworld is awesome - glad you read it. Though you're a little farther ahead in that series then I am

2) Miss talking to you - I hope you are on again soon.

MTT

1:05 PM GMT-8  
Blogger the Monk said...

Hmmm...i like the rain too, but only when I'm not in it...I like watching rain...

8:55 PM GMT-8  
Blogger vibha said...

Every line is poetic. I dont hate rain but I bet people in chennai do now.

10:29 PM GMT-8  
Blogger Incognito said...

I hate enclosed spaces. Actually I am claustrophobic. But I have wondered, how it would be , if I were an owl/wood pecker/horn bill, perched inside the bark of the tree and experiencing rain. Mayb I have an avatar bakki, to try that.

8:12 AM GMT-8  
Blogger >|' ; '| said...

btw aravind.v is 'frantic'.. :)

8:56 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Camphor said...

aravind ~ I expect that ougt to have been 'I am in my element in [the] water.' I'm not sure about 'the', I would have to look that up.

the monk ~ and smelling it? :D

vibha ~ I think they'd just be tired of it, weary. Wanting it to get OVER. Unless it killed, or ruined property.

incognito ~ If you wish for somethignt hat you can't get in this life - I guess then you'd have to take another to fulfill it, right?

10:02 AM GMT-8  
Blogger Camphor said...

-poison- ~ Oops, didn't see your msg. Yeah, I know. I've been to both your blogs enough to know. :)

10:09 AM GMT-8  
Blogger The Phoenix said...

I love the rains.In spite of the flood this year.

Nice blog.I like the way you write.

7:17 AM GMT-8  
Blogger The Phoenix said...

Yes, guilty as charged - writing for an audience.But an outlet usually helps,though I hate compromising on quality(which I think has happened here).
Writer's block,mental block all true - shall be back to normal soon.
I know a bit about the moral policing down south - catch it on the news ever so often.
The moral police needs a good kick to their kundi(hope I got that right).

Cya around in blogland!

10:38 AM GMT-8  
Blogger PRADEEP K. said...

The here-now. The undulations. The subtle force - a force that shatters her solitude and makes her dream (again?).

Very well presented, Camphor. You never cease to touch my heart. Wonder how many more feathers you have in your cap.

8:10 PM GMT-8  
Blogger Camphor said...

Pradeep ~ Thank you, :)

9:29 AM GMT-8  

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