Thursday 20 September 2007
Monday 3 September 2007
"Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble..."
William Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act IV, Scene I
Its taken 4 yrs travel over two continents,4 cities and changed hands many a time.. but Genius kept her promise and i collected THE SNOW GLOBE this morning from an apartment just five min away from my house. Funny, considering the 6000 odd miles its travelled.
For those who did not understand what a snow globe is... its a round glass with glitter or white flakes which rise and then fall like snow when you shake the globe. Its generally got beautiful tiny models inside, house, dancing figures, lovers, whole cities. And the special ones have tinkling music that plays when you wind the globe up.
My snow globe is B-E-A-U tiful.
Shiny silver base,glittering golden moon
next to which, is a shiny silver witch( hehehe)
on a tiny silver broom.
She has bright green hands and a face. Everything is a metallic shade.When you shake the globe, thousands of sparkles, of every hue, between violet and green in the rainbow, flutter around like butterflies, and then remain suspended in space for a flurry of a second, like an illusion, and disappear like ghosts , as if the witch had clapped her hands. The best part is the music!!!It pours out a silvery, haunting sound. When you press your nose against the glass, it seems to disappear and you can see eye to eye with the witch, who is suprisingly all smiley and twinkling!
And why am i so excited this seemingly simple object? The memories it brings... Our favourite pastime in school days was winding the globe, shaking it and hanging upside down on a big couch, the blood rushing to our head, bringing along with it a torrent of thoughts and ideas,questioning and curious. As the music faded and the sparkles disappeared, so did the tumult in our brain. Setting ourselves the right side up, swaying like drunken sailors we'd rush up to her room to put into practise our newest brainwave.
Like the time we broke household implements and wooden boxes and she almost cut of my fingers with an old screwdriver and hammer to create a telephone. The time we had an Algebra test the next day and fed up of trying to teach me we just hung upside down, silent, for hours till it was time for me to go home.Flunked as usual. Or the time we started developing a language of our own, based on olde englishe, with symbols, inspired by Tolkien. For that matter all the times we rushed up to decipher the Tolkien runes and wrote out family trees for Hobbits, and traced ancestors for the rest of Middle Earth inhabitants.
The time we tried eating tomatoes with a concoction made of salt , mustard, ten thousand islands dressing, ketchup, mayonaise, and lots of other sauces we stole from a huge shelf holding cool looking American style packaged bottles with exotic sauces and stuff id never heard the names of.It was DISGUSTING,immunized me to the first taste of alcohol, to follow soon after. Like the time when, at 3 a.m in winter, we climbed to the terrace, then climbed on the water tank and she walked around a narrow parapet, without a railing, five storeys above, with me egging her on, balancing on a metal ladder.
The times we'd tell our fortune with Tarrot cards. The time we rushed out of the house and scoured the city for test tubes, petri dishes, U tubes, sheeps bladder and parchment paper... bio experiment. The times we got books on Wicca and Paganism,built shrines and practised rituals, thinking we were witches. The time we got obsessed with the Black hole theory, covinced that it was the answer to how stuff in our rooms ended up missing, by falling into black holes.
The globe contributed to the most productive part of my life !It was also an unlikely enhancer to set us tripping, with its eerie music while we viewed it upside down,although since then we have found other substances to replace it! We tried to find a globe for me, but none came close to the magical quality of that one. When Genius left, as i always knew she would one day, she took the globe with her, promising to send me another. And today, on just one of those few blue days, by Witchy Coincidence the globe was there, to see me through those couple of hours. I just lay there again, upside down, with the witch cooing in my ear.