Rhythm of India
Post India self-reflection written by Veronika Prielozna, May 2009
“Tell me of your trip to India.”
and the words stick painfully in my throat.
Chaos and Begging in the streets
Dancing move for Surviving in the life flow,
Drumming, Screaming and Chanting in unknown language to me.
Debris and Trash,
Water contamination in all streams and rivers…flowing to the sea
Roads with no signs, traffic with no rules or written regulations,
Exploding crackers in street celebration as a triumph over darkness
Endless honking leaves you with constantly vibrating eardrums
and open gestures, ancient monuments and smiles.
THERE ARE TWO WORLDS IN ONE!
And yet, colorful saris and beautiful women
move throughout the land with grace and elegance of peacocks.
Joyful crowd of school children run to me
To touch first Blonde Lady in their lives
with laughter and sparkle of life in their eyes.
These people survive oppression
work hard and labor long hours per day.
They sweep the ground before them with tree branches
and create mandalas each morning in front of their doors to honor the day
and pray each night with offerings of thanksgiving
to GENESH first and LAKSHMI later.
Entire city is awaken for Full Moon procession walk
around their Holy Mountain – bare foot –
to celebrate life renewal every month, and I became one of them!
I seek to resonate with the Spirit of Indian People
and my Heart beats to match the country rhythm
to become one with them
in spite of all circumstances;
Suddenly, I see how veil is left above the Pollution to the Divine
I am sure it will take me a lifetime to comprehend
But from this journey
I am connected deeper within Myself and My Soul.
Over population, Holy cows, Blessing elephants and Wild monkeys
Chaos, Heat and Chai but more than everything, colorful saris images
and soft hearts RHYTHM of Indian people under my hands are still alive in my heart.
I am thankful to recognize that Human spirit and Divine are still alive!
And last question, from curious crowd back home came:
” Veronika, tell us how your trip to India was?”
I stood overwhelmed not knowing what words to use
But my soul shouted a clear message to them: “Go to India to explore on your own!”