Holly Un-happned…

” I know we have just met but can you promise me some thing…..” I was lost in my thoughts when she asked and I for no reason was ready for everything, and still I don’t know whether she asked much off me or given more….…. It was a long night, and I am trying to collect those past butterfly moments now …. She had a very sublime but blunt style of entering into your thoughts and then letting you fly with the flow, moment by moment, sentence by sentence, note by note, setting up the overture, raising up the tempo, as if a musical conversation is happening between two instruments, as if its not about discussion but making of a great opera, and though all the notes move towards their eminent death but not forgetting their living moments on the thread of time… …… …. We discussed everything that was intangible, abstract, and beyond what is real, as if we were on a different plane that day, perhaps the rosy water was taking its toll on us old souls, perhaps the gods were playing moves not understood by we mortal pawns and we like the vanguard battalion were ready to move and die without thinking for the greater good of saving the queen or creating the music……………..” but you know we can not clap with one hand Holly” I said and she said why you think the other hand is not there for you “‘.. ” but what I am able to give in return, I have nothing” ….. ” you have something”she said,”there is a Ghanaian dish called Li , you can give Listening and Intellect” …….”Oh Holly, this Egypt that you have awaken in me is burning with hope soldiers fighting with the fear-monsters and the queen Cleopatra still seems far far away” …….”Fear monsters easily kept at bay with a piece of cutlery & a good sense of humor, just don’t let the closer-then-you-think Cleopatra see your fencing style.. Stripey socks and a pair of jester shoes are also considered useful” and i know she was smiling …..

So that was Holly, whose un-happening was as sudden as her happening and I am still thinking this world is yet to be unfolded for me in so many ways…. Perhaps some wise man said quite truly, ” When the student is ready, the Teacher appears”.