For the poem "From Beyond" I got requests from Jack(kasp), Brenny , Sekar for the thoughts that sculpted the words. So, here I am giving the background behind the words.
One of the things I love to do is watch people go about their lives(probably why my jobs are unfinished most times). While in college, I used to see this young woman, maybe in her 30's whose husband died in a freak accident. She was from a middle class family but her husband was wealthy and the only son. They had the biggest, beautiful house on the block, and she never seemed to lack anything but there was always a sort of sadness about her. We(my friends and I at the bus-stop) used to see her go to the temple every morning, she used to walk with the basket of all the pooja saamagri(flowers, incense etc used for worship). Her in-laws were the very social kind, so there was always people in that house, always the smell of ghee and basmathi rice when we pass by. I never really had a clue to the why of her sadness until I got married and heard about the death of my schoolmate's husband. I began to understand a little about the sadness. Its a loneliness that cant be explained. Its a loss of love shared between spouses, the sense of belonging, and support from the one person a married woman in our society tends to lean on- her husband. In my poem, I was trying to capture that.
The first stanza was to give a sense of being lonely inspite of not being alone. The second stanza for what she has and what she dreams for. The third is the acceptance of reality while wishing he was alive, still missing him. Most of it is imagined, cause I never ever spoke with her to really know what she was sad about.
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