The whistle boy

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Sometimes happiness is found in the simplest of things.

Submitted: April 21, 2015

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I have often heard people say not to ignore premonitions. But what can be done to avoid something that you strongly feel is going to happen but do not know the when and how of it The moment I woke up that morning I realized I was edgy and restive and had an inkling that my day wouldn't go well. I got up with beads of sweat trickling down my neck and noticed there was no electricity. It was too early for my cup of tea so decided to take a stroll and clear my head off the obstructive thoughts bombarding my mind.

I took a slow walk recording reach and everything I was seeing. At the back of my mind an uneasy feeling still gripped me preventing me from enjoying the empty streets and the lush green surroundings .The thoughts that crossed my mind were disturbing yet needed attention . I came across an old temple decrepit and completely worn out. At first the thought of sitting between a barrage of pigeons in solace was quite inviting but upon going inside the premises of the temple I changed my mind. It was a very depressing site of a once beautiful temple looking monstrously dull and dark. This only added fuel to the fire of despair and hopelessness. My hankering for a more buoyant and a bright sight made me come out of the temple gate.

The roads were clear barring the bovine community who dominated the way thinking they have to lose ground once the regular traffic starts. Not losing hope of finding respite I treaded ahead and decided to sit on one of the benches near the playground. I saw a few kids running around but mostly the playground was empty. Nothing interesting to watch i got up reluctantly. As I turned around I suddenly heard a catchy tune of a very recent movie whistled by someone. The whistle was haunting and it successfully fetched a smile out of me .The music was healing me and i suddenly forgot my woes. All my attention was hooked on to find the person who was whistling. I looked back but only saw a deserted path. I paced my head in every direction and then I noticed, three benches away from mine a boy whistling completely absorbed and immersed in himself. This fellow who looked like all of 13 was this wonder boy who just managed to grab my attention. I went up to him, and asked his name and whereabouts. I found his teethy grin cuteness personified when he enthusiastically narrated the story behind his unique talent. He said it's his passion and could whistle about 500 different tunes. I was taken aback but I was quite interested in learning the hang of it. We had a session where he taught me two new tunes and I was actually enjoying it!! He even told me that I was a quick learner which made me grin child-like. After winding up my session we came upon an agreement that we would meet here every morning. I was looking forward to this and left the place. Heading home I was still smiling at the prospect of learning something new from a teacher less than half my age. More than the craft it was his deep passion that drove me to the point that I decided I would learn this new art. The boy who was my Messiah is the whistle boy in my life who blew his whistle at the right time. He gave me a passion to pursue and made me think that what might happen is fate to which I have to resign but facts are much stronger than feelings and overrides them. And the fact of the matter was that i felt elated, lighter and happier.I did not find the passion but the passion found me. I went home, saw there was still no electricity. With a flight of stairs I had to take I happily whistled my way up unaware of the glances thrown my way. It was a sense of being me, and I felt dangerously liberated.


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