Cobwebs!

It is 6:00 a. m. morning. Cool October breeze blowing, the bare arms feeling its first touch. Having brushed my teeth, I trudge outside to the balcony. Silvery expanse, the sum of all the rainbow colours. A guy walking his precious snowy (read spaniel) alongside. The white colored spaniel is at once camouflaged and obvious. I open the balcony door, peek out for newspaper. Empty space.

I go to the kitchen, make a cup of tea. Come to the balcony, peek out again. Empty space. Tea is getting finished without the hypnotic presence of a newspaper. Oh no, enjoy every sip of your tea, dear. Forget the newspaper and the world that comes inside it. Eyes wander outside the balcony towards the green trees shielding me from the wild road.

Cobwebs, I remember. Yesterday, I saw them. Here, there, everywhere. Now there is something hypnotic about the cobwebs too. You see them, you have an itch to clear them. All this while, you seem to be feeling cleansed, purified, spiritually as well as physically. How is that so? Over to the whole process of cleaning the home of the cobwebs now.

The maid is there, but she looks always downwards, not heavenwards, rooted as she is firmly to the ground. She will not clean the cobwebs for you. So, I tightened my waist with a dupatta, warming up for the action. I picked a broom that is not that long for me to be comfortable reaching the skies above. But I have tools, chair, a table, a dining table, a bed, a small bathroom 'peedha' to help me reach my goal. I chose one of these little by little as I go about exploring every possible nook, corner and crevice for the presence of cobwebs. Brooms swaying over these letting the spiders run away, dangling on the edges, I reached and with a whole sweep in two opposite directions, cleared an area. Again, I got down, pushed the chair to another area and started with the whole process again. The dining table is whole lot of fun, since it actually helps me touch the sky with my own hands. The fans above are also taken care of. Wherever the fans are too high to be reached, they are revolved and cleaned, revolved and cleaned, revolved and cleaned, though not thorough, that is the best I can do. On the bed, the sky is higher still, so I put a bathroom 'peedha' on it to reach. It helps. Wow! the walls are shining with their oil-bonded colors coming alive, biscuit color, pink color and mauve color. Some nooks, some corners and some crevices I cannot reach and I leave it to Mother Nature and often, it is magic, disappearing all by itself the day after. Or so it seems to me.

A feeling rises inside, I have cleaned the cobwebs. The home is shining. Getting up and down from the chairs, tables etc., I have exerted myself physically. Getting a dose of endorphins and awakening my kundalini shakti, I again peeked outside the balcony, and sure enough, the emptiness had disappeared. I sat down on my coffee table chair with the smooth feel and integrated senses on the newspaper......