Showing posts with label Northeast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Northeast. Show all posts

Friday, November 7, 2025

Shivering Earthworm (Poem)

Shivering Earthworm

Everyday I go for a walk
Often along the same path
Through our wooded neighborhood
But today
My eyes caught 
The sight of a shivering earthworm
Barely it could move a millimeter
Clinging very tightly to 
The asphalt rough terrain
Dragging its shriveled desiccated skin
Basking in pale sunshine
On a chilly autumn morn.

Siva -
What a name?
That which is auspicious 
Anywhere, every-where is 
Encapsulated, contained by Him
He is beyond gender,
Beyond man’s imagination
He is supposed to be
Imminent, eminently present
In eight things – rather embodiments
Earth is one of them

The naked, exposed earthworm
Despite feeling extreme cold
Almost at the end of its life
A brief, harmless 
Purely a benevolent existence
Now lonely, without a friend
Asks only one thing
To feel with its intense desire
Once more, last wish
To embrace the bare rocky
Rough, belly scratching surface
Of earthly path
I admire its pure desire
All desires must be pure in their approach
Then they won’t bring sour feelings
Or utter disappointments in their wake
Its last longing to 
Cling, embrace tightly
The kindliest of all
The only One who
Takes us into His hands
At the time of death

There was a time 
A time when I would wonder
Why people in Indian pilgrim centers
(Why they) cover their dark
Deteriorating bone piercing bodies
With white ash;
Roll over their bellies
Or crawl steps with bruised kneecaps
All the way to a Durga temple
A Siva’s abode
Despite terrible bodily pain
Why? Why they do?
No, I never had the slightest contempt
Or slight towards ‘em
Just I did not understand then
Because I was too stuck (thick) with false rationality
Intuition was missing in me, so too was love

But now I can feel
Sacredness in all human struggles
Desires, failures, and triumphs
Inexplicable holiness pervades
The Earth

Would I be able to
Have the same intensity
Purity of attention
In that final moment
To just reflect on
On only one thing
The vast nothingness
Only on Siva, nothing else
Would I be so fortunate?
If not, 
I submit now, immediately
To That
The source of creation
With a silent bow,
With all the eight limbs
Flat as a stick, horizontally on the floor
I remain in total silence.
© by the author 2025

Saturday, April 15, 2023

The Trout Lily (A Nature Poem)

The Trout Lily

As I was reaching

The waterfall crossing the woods

The little golden flower

With orange eyelash-like

Filaments -

It looked at me like

A crawling grandchild

At my feet

I stopped


“Do you know me?”

“No, this is the first time

Seeing you bloom, lovely

Color”

“But my siblings and I

Have been here all along”

“Oh! How long, if I may?”

“Perhaps hundred or three

Hundred years. These shrubs

And Trees are just babies”

I got startled 

A great awakening

Of

Conscious life

In the midst of

Decaying leaves, moss,

And rich compost on the floor


No,

I did not learn humility

Not in the college

Not in the port city

Sprawled university campus

Not in the Institute at the capital

But 

My parents had it in good measure

Even the rich landlord had it

I could see it in their gestures

And living examples



Now

After years of learning

And knowledge gathering

After collecting degrees, diplomas,

And certificates

I suddenly feel humbled

In the futility of mounds of intellectual

Stuff –

Stuff, it is after all

There is lot more unknown to man

And

Even the gigantic Cloud, IBMs,

Vast repositories of libraries 

Spread across the continents

Yet we do not know

Or comprehend

All the songs of Annamayya

Or Tyagayya

Neither the dark matter

Nor some intricacies of 

Human body’s defenses

Or the cloning process

This

Little Trout Lily

Taught me a lesson

Today

On this spring day

There is much in my own

Backyard across the gaze

Through the window

There – I clearly see

The Life spread across space

And vast stretches of Time

sarvam Vishnu mayi


Copyright 2023 by the author


Thursday, September 22, 2016

శిశిరాగమనము

శిశిరాగమనము

శిశిరం వస్తోంది
వస్తోంది చల్ల చల్లగా, చడీ చప్పుడు లేకుండా
ఇంకా వాళ్ళ అన్నయ్య
సన్నాయి బాకాలు శ్రుతి చేసుకోలేదు
ముస్తాబుకి రంగుల బండి రాలేదు
కాని నాలంటి కవులు
చూచారు, లేదు గమనించారు
నీ అందచందాలు, నీ ముగ్ధ మనోహర  
లావణ్యం, నీ దొంగ చూపులు
నిన్న వాహ్యాళినుంచి వస్తుంటే
రెండు చిన్ని చిన్ని ముద్దు ముద్దు  
పట్టు ఈకలు కనిపించాయి -
ఆప్పుడే ప్రవాస పక్షులు బయలు దేరాయా?
ఒక ఎఱ్ఱ మేపల్ చెట్టంతా
కందిపోయింది! పోదా మరి
వాళ్ళాయన రాత్రంతా ముద్దాడితే?
అందులోనూ చలి దుప్పట్లో దూరి దూరి
రావోయి
నా ప్రియాతి ప్రియ
సుందర స్వప్న గాంధర్వ బాల
ఏమి అదృష్టం ఏమి భాగ్యము
గోదారి పాలపిట్ట లేదని బాధ లేదు
నిన్న నీలపిట్ట కూసింది నన్ను చూచి -
మంచి ఠీవిగా కిరీటంతో
పిలుస్తోంది వాళ్ళ రాగాల చెలికత్తెని
“తీ, తీతి, తీతి
మధ్యన ఎక్కడికి పోయాయి
మా ఉడుతలు?
మా నల్ల, బూడిద, ఎఱ్ఱ బొద్దు ఉడుతలు?
ఇప్పుడు మస్తుగ అక్రోటులు మెక్కుతున్నాయి
కీ కీ అని అరుస్తూ. నేను కూడా అరిచాను
వాటికి తోడుగా
అన్నపూర్ణ శిఖరాగ్రము చూడలేదు
నంగాపర్బత్ ఎక్కలేదు
కైలాసమునకు ఎగరలేదు - అన్ని అందాలు సొగసులూ
నా దగ్గరకు వచ్చాయి. ఇంక మా దసరాకు
చేమంతి పూలే పూలు, రా నా
ముద్దుల ప్రకృతి బాల - ఇక నిన్ను 
సింగారిస్తా ఆపాదమస్తకము,
రమ్మను మీ ప్రభంజన సోదరుని
కదలమను ఉత్తర ధృవం నుంచి 
తీస్తాను నా కశ్మీరు శాలువా
ఉన్ని కుచ్చుల టోపీ

© 2016 తె. వె. రావు  

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Long Purple Eggplant


Long Purple Eggplant

Growing couple of eggplants on a deck, verandah, or porch is an enticing dream for any gardener in the summer. In India, this vegetable comes in many shapes and sizes: small, long, fat, oval, round, green, white, and dark purple. It is widely used in many dishes in south India – from simple curries, sambar, chutneys, and even in pickles. People keep the sun dried eggplant slices safely stored for preparing out-of-season tasty dishes. If one is not allergic to this simple vegetable, one can enjoy this modest native vegetable throughout the year. Both in south and north India, I have tasted very delicious dishes out of this vegetable. The large round ones (weighing almost a kilo) are ideally suited for making vankayi pachchadi (వంకాయి పచ్చడి). They can be cooked (baked) in an oven or fireplace or red hot coals. Cooking eggplants or sweet potatoes on the hearth in a fire place is a pleasant diversion during the chilly nights in North America. Near Visakha, we used to roast cashew nuts in fire (made from old newspapers) on idle Sundays. I can still recall those middle school days vividly even now. Our drawing teacher (those were really simple days, we never had fancy art teachers – just drawing master, music teacher, or craft master) asked us to make a pencil drawing of a long curvy eggplant. And then we had to color it using crayons. Some colors really catch our eyes and their intensity remains forever on our retinas (mind). Of those, I will always remember eggplant color and the yellow of tamarind flower.

This writer has grown many things - tomatoes, bell peppers, string beans, mint, coriander, pumpkin, melon, sun flowers, gongura (గోంగూర), cauliflower, potatoes, etc. But this is the first time I have attempted to grow the long purple eggplant (the farmer introduced these as “little fingers”) in containers. Many years ago, Gora used to exhort people to grow vegetables in front of offices and collector bungalows. Those were really hard days, India was struggling with limited wheat and rice crops. There is some value in that, i.e., growing valuable food in limited space or vacant (idle) city land. He might have went too far in his rationality. Flower plants also do extreme good, they promote happiness and health around.

This time I resorted to container vegetable gardening out of sheer necessity. On the ground the writer has to wrestle with squirrels, rabbits, deer, and other animals. So, that is the paradox of life: Like the line, “Water, water everywhere/But not a drop to drink”, plenty of space to grow, but very little protection from a squirrel bite. At least above ground, I have been able to fence off some area and enjoy flowers and vegetables. At the farmers market, we got a six pack of eggplant seedlings for a dollar. Now, the tricky job is to grow at least six long shiny purple eggplants in the limited short summer season here. Is it possible to bring this fancy gardening to fruition without throwing loads of money? I want to beat my Bengali Cornell friend in this game. It is feasible with a bit of sensitive touch and dirty hands.

We used some leftover plastic pots. Just recycled the old ones. I could have used old broken plastic pails, juice cans, or gallon milk jugs. In principle we can use any container for vegetable gardening. The containers do not have to be pretty. For a flower plant, I may be a bit choosy, just to bring out pleasing color and style. Layered the bottom with some old pine needles, bark, and coconut shell pieces. I avoided using heavy rocks or crock; that keeps the pots a bit light. In containers, our main problems are twofold. One is to provide sufficient drainage for water. This is essential when we get soaking downpours in summer here. The second one is to give plenty of nutrients for the plant. I collected high quality compost from the county’s recycling yard. So, a bit of compost, some top soil, and a shovel of organic manure – that is enough for eggplant. If needed, we can add a bit of sand to keep the soil loose. Fully decomposed compost is easy to recognize: It is dark black, loose and free of lumps.


The eggplants were transplanted into 9” – 12” diameter plastic containers. Before transferring, I scored/scratched the roots a few places. Otherwise, the root bound plant tends to be lethargic and does not spread its root system easily in the container. All the plants at present have at least one eggplant; some have six or seven hanging from their stems. Most of the leaves (except the oldest ones at bottom) are dark green and there are good number of flowers ready for pollination. Eggplants have both male and female flowers on a single plant. I have noticed one bee coming and going around each flower daily. So, that saves the need for any hand pollination. Anyway, which farmer can hand pollinate each plant? Once the frost starts, I will have to bring them indoors to save the last pick of the crop. So far, this exercise seems to be profitable. No pests, not even the Japanese beetle. Not bad for a dollar. Of course, plenty of care, watering, fertilizing went into it. But these slender eggplants are a rare treat in northeast and the view across a glass window is wonderful. Used 24-8-16 garden fertilizer solution twice a month. A bamboo stake helps the plant from the downward pull of heavy eggplants. In the fields here, farmers just leave the plants without any support.

I wish we had attempted growing eggplants in our garden during my childhood. For some reason, we did not try. But I did remember seeing eggplants in our drawing master’s garden. He had a nice collection of tropical trees like drumstick, sapotas, date, and curry leaf. There in India too, one can buy the seedlings in a farmers’ market. We can grow from the seeds but they need to be transplanted for good results. Here in cold climates, our troubles are many. A short growing season, lack of sun light, too much rain, or bugs. (I must remark in passing, right now even the coastal farmers in India too are going through hard times due to drought. Tough life for farmers, always, everywhere anywhere.) The growing season can be extended a bit by starting transplants indoors in the beginning. One can try a transparent plastic cover in the fall to extend the season for a week or two. In principle, we can save one healthy fruit (eggplant) for seeds. We tried saving for seeds for other vegetables like white pumpkin, snake gourd, gongura, thotakura (తోటకూర), spinach, etc., with good results.

Due to the wet summer this year, I did not have to water the plants frequently. Sometimes, the plants went without watering for three or four days at a stretch. On hot days the leaves exhibit a bit of wilting but soon they recover during the cool nights. The conventional eggplant, found in supermarkets here is the large variety. My friend used to call it as the ‘buffalo eggplant’ due to its enormous size. When we grow these vegetables personally in our gardens, we tend to pick them a bit early, so the eggplants are soft and have fewer seeds. Some people are allergic to the seeds. In India, I did not come across an eggplant (the ones found in markets) with thorns on the stem. But here, most eggplants have one or two thorns on the green stem (is it pedicle?). I did see some wild eggplants (ones that grow in abandoned fields) in India with thorns. Nothing very bothersome but something that need to be watched while slicing the fruit (vegetable) for cooking.

In the early days I hardly cared about these blogs. Many were written spontaneously to encapsulate a particular theme. But I was pleasantly surprised when some of my blogs (a post on Curry Leaf Plant, a blog on a famous carnatic song) attracted thousands. Still, it does not mean anything nor does it prove any hypothesis. Perhaps, some readers find them useful. Or, one of my blogs might have inspired someone to grow a curry leaf plant or venture into singing.

In any case, the writer is obliged to all such anonymous readers. I hope they will continue to find these ruminations worth reading. Whether the article is on music or gardening, it is always written from real first hand experience. In that sense, these blogs are authentic, a genuine distillation of many hours, days, or even months of effort and toil. Copyright 2009