Thursday, March 31, 2011

Water Tank and Himalayas

This was the water tank, N (Rose), Narmada and I tried to scale when we were kids.


Our new quarters is very near the water tank we climbed more than two decades earlier. We three started to climb after our exams got over. We had still worn our KV school uniforms since we had not yet gone home. There are so many mango trees all around the water tank. I was almost stepping over the tank roof, when a nearby school authorities came, bid us to come down, noted down our names and class standard. We were not smart enough to lie at that age and gave our real names. That school authorities called our school principal, the principal informed all the teachers, parents were summoned. So every teacher gave us a round of scolding before they started every class and one ma’m even made me and N write imposition longer than ‘I will not go to another school and climb water tank’ 500 times within one night. The truth was that we had not actually gone to another school, the tank was just in the middle of quarters.
I simply love viewing things from the top. Trekking or flying, doing anything that takes me to the top of the mountain. The bird’s eye view. Of course, once you climb a mountain, there is always another mountain to climb. I want to see the Himalayas, especially the Trishul Peaks in Himalayas, Nainital, Uttarakhand sometime.

This peak beckons me because it is picture perfect for the swarajathi Shaambashivayanve raajita giri in kamaas.
Nila Kaihirathu Niram Theihirathu
I was just sitting under the tree waiting for music teacher to come. All around me, girls in whitish green kurti and phthalo green pajamas were dancing bharatnatyam.


And suddenly this song floated in the air.
In RSK HSS school, this was the song, we sang for a group singing competition. We missed 1st prize and had to be content with 2nd prize. Lovely lilting song from ManiRatnam's Indira.
From Wiki
"As a boy, Clive is reputed to have climbed the tower of St Mary's Parish Church in Market Drayton and perched on a gargoyle, frightening those down below........ on 22 November 1774 he committed suicide......Though Clive's suicide has been linked to his history of depression and to opium addiction, the likely immediate impetus was excruciating pain resulting from illness which he had been attempting to abate with opium."

I vaguely remember one of the English lessons in NCERT textbooks, where some small boy climbs a church and amuses people. "Michael Goes Climbing" was the name of the lesson.

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