THE REHAB RAIN..

(Her divine work in the holy shower!)

It was a rainy afternoon. Rain at the time of power naps seemed beautiful. Trees were getting ready to take a shower and fauna were warming themselves and settling to enjoy this holy waterfall. Every droplets fall down making rhythm and making depressions in the soil. Dr.Andreine was taking a cup of coffee to keep herself warm. She observed the rain around the rehab and that’s when she thought about James; James Hedric, ward of cell no.23. She draped the black woollen shawl around her body,took a black coat and the key with no.23 on it and walked to end of the 2nd floor verandah of ‘Alcoholic Rehabilitation Centre ‘.

James was in nap facing the wall that is straight opposite to the door. He was wearing the white uniform of the rehab that had a number 23 on his shirt. Patients were allowed to wear dresses as they want, but James prefferd this uniform.

” James…” Andreine called him , he was still asleep. Silence prevailed.

“JAMES..” Andriene raised her voice to a higher pitch this time. He woke up and turned back to see his visitor.

“Andriene..” he said rubbing his eyes with his long stiff fingers.

“Sorry I interrupted in your nap..”she said pulling the ends of the shawl more close towards her body.

“Forget about the nap. It’s raining outside do you want to come out and enjoy it..?”she asked a little hesitated because she knew it wasn’t the proper time to ask someone like him this. But treatment makes doctors do everything.

“WHAT ! , who will want to enjoy rain in this very cold chilling climate?..it’s enough to enjoy through windows..!” He said in a way as if she had said a blunder.

“May be you should…!” She said. He looked at her confused but he could read her beautiful emerald eyes clearly. They looked professional.

“Again a part of treatment, right? See Andreine what change have these medicines brought in me..? This treatment is useless, it’s better to get the punishment that I deserve for my sins from the court…”he said. He considered himself as a devil when his hands performed that sin through his half conscious mind. Yes indeed he had a devil inside him. Alcohol !

“See James may be we couldn’t change you completely. I admit. Anyways your days here are going to end,so why don’t you enjoy the atmosphere in here….the beauty of rehab rain…?”she said expecting he would come out with her for a last time.

“The beauty of rehab rain…doesn’t it sounds weird…?”he said making fun of her literal description about an ordinary rain in a rehab centre.

“Okay let’s go..let me see the depth of the meaning of what you told just now..” James challenged her.

“You can have this coat ; if you want.” She handed over the black coat.

They walked to the main entrance of the rehab. Andreine didn’t need any security guards to take James out because she trusted him a lot. He had a lot of chances to run away from the rehab like others but he didn’t. May be deep inside his mind he also wanted a change. After all Andreine knew James for past 2 years.

The entrance of the rehab was quite marvelous with huge green trees and plants with colourful flowers and leaves below it. It looks like , rehab has given importance to the natural ambience for bringing mental changes in patients. Moreover it’s an ancient belief that ‘nature cures our sins’.

“This is ridiculously cold Adriene…!” James said rubbing his fingers and drawing them close towards his arms.

“Would you like to take a rain shower?”Andriene asked him and smiled awkwardly knowing the joke in her question. Who will want to get wet in rain in such a ridiculous cold temperature??

“For God’s sake,have you lost your consciousness Dr.Andriene?” He asked in astonishment and added “who on earth will want that,this time?”

“You are right. I sounded weird!..”she said and laughed slowly. She adjusted the tip of her shawl that has been warming her body from cold. She moved them slightly upward to the arm and stretched her hands to the rain. Her very white hand accepted every cold droplets of rain happily. Her hand glistened in the drops of rain. She moved her hands up and down making a wave like effect through fingers. The diamond ring in her ring finger seemed to be like a boat in the ‘finger waves’.

“Every droplet cleanse the sins.” Andriene said looking to her hands.

“Want to try ? You can feel it through your hands!”she said pointing her hand through her eyes.

“We have done this cleansing thing a lot times. I haven’t felt anything.”he said in a defensive voice.

“But this time it will be different because you hands don’t shiver anymore like in the previous attempts. Atleast we were able to take away the shivering in your hands. Try it you can feel the change.” She said

“Nothing in this world can wash off the sin that this hand has performed. I deserve punishment.”he said being lost in thoughts.

“James it wasn’t this hand of yours that killed her. You were totally out of consciousness. The alcohol in you controlled your deeds. According to you; you were just throwing a pen due to frustration but it was actually a knife. The knife of a devil in you. Every human is the child of God. He is never born with sins. It’s some kind of devil power that makes us do it. And everyone deserves one chance to get out from his sins, and this is yours James. Make a try you can get out if this.” She said enjoying the rain.

“Andriene, how can you be so nice to me. This murderer killed your….”he couldn’t complete his words ,he felt something hard his throats.

“Enjoy the rain James…” she answered him. Her ignorance killed him each time , whenever she kept silence at the time he ask this question.

He closed his eyes and stretched his hands ,he could feel the momentum of each water droplets. The cold droplets transmitted its freezing temperature into his skin, but he felt warmth somewhere. He tugged the sleeve of his coat and stretched his both hands towards the rain. He could feel the shower more now. He slowly stepped out into the rain , and he was facing the rain vertically. He could feel his whole body getting washed off. His warm coat seemed to be heavier due to its wetness. It became heavier for his shoulders to bear them. He slowly removed the coat and throwed them away. He completely forgot about the ridiculous temperature that he described just minutes ago. He completely forgot he was almost drenched in this cold rain, the rain about which he couldn’t think for some seconds. He was enjoying the rain not through the windows ,as a person ;as a complete person. Andriene was watching his every move. She was smiling inside her. She could feel;a feeling of victory as a doctor,inside her mind. James is transforming, he is getting out of his sins. He was controlling his mind. He was enjoying something after a long time. He has started smiling at something. Andriene helped someone to wash away his sins. A divine work with the help of the holy shower ! She took off her shawl and joined James out there. “Andriene drinks didn’t give me this sort of feeling of being close to myself. I’m feeling the complete me. Andriene I’m enjoying this….” he kept laughing in exitement. He turned, moved his head up and down, his hands oscillated around him , he was in total joy.

“James my sister got justice now. I killed her murderer forever! She never wanted to see u being hurt, she always wanted to see this change . And I swear she will be felling good there at the paradise for her beloved husband. There is a gate of new life opened for you by her. A life of satisfaction. There is a long life ahead before you. Live life wisely James .” She said. James could feel the pain in her her when she told this. He couldn’t see the tears in her red eyes due to rain. Getting wet in rain is the best way to hide tears as like Charlie Chaplin believed.

This is why you said ‘The Beauty Of Rehab Rain.’….” he said and smiled. The smile of a new born. She gave him a mysterious smile. They both enjoyed this holy shower of forgiveness by nature, The rehab rain.

AMRITHA RAJAN

Sickle and Harvest

I’m in the field ,

Of golden challenges.

Some yellow some green ,

Like ; tough but easy .

A sickle dressed my hand ,

T’was pen in between fingers .

I reached the field ,

To yield the knowledge .

I sowed the seeds ,

My sweat nourished it .

Now the yield is mine ,

Only mine !

I’m the only one who can ,

Reap this harvest of toil .

My sickle and my harvest

Is the strongest weapon ever !

And it’s more than enough ,

To cut all terror challenges ..

Once you are on fire

Stars twinkling at the night ,

Candle spreading the light ,

Water quenching the thirst ,

Soil laying down tight.

The star; candle; water; soil;

Did they choose this toil ?

Are their life too in the coil?

Did fate rule over their toil?

It’s the time of birth they say ,

Where the so called fate stay.

They say we are the part of play ,

We are his puppets of clay.

It’s determination I trust ,

That pulls us over the crust.

Hope is the thing to do first ,

Work until your talent burst.

Be the legend and be the cast ,

Story begins now not at past ,

You may be first or at last ,

But once you are on fire make a blast !

Alzheimer’s

It would be spectacular

If it’s one with heirlooms.

Transmitted in every embryo

Come out at white hairs !

Neither constant nor mobile,

Neither memories of smile

Nor stories of cries

Death as like birth;BLANK !

No helpless sorries for mistakes,

No worries of exploitation.

Only lucky one have this boon,

To die with anonymous brain !

If smiles can’t overcome cries ,

Better to forget both twice.

Atleast this strangeness can give ,

A new sort of unique death !