What She Wanted To Say

Jan Cornall
High Season Low Season
5 min readJan 23, 2024

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by Elizabeth Drake

from Jaiphur to Delhi airport

cow

truck

tuk tuk

bicycle

cow

swerve

no horn

truck

behind

left

right

horn

horn

horn

blow horn

written on the back of the truck

blow horn

does it mean

I will stay in my lane

you can pass

on either side?

looks like it

a matter of trust

or is it luck?

interesting

when two cars

are heading directly

towards each other

no brake

just swerve

bobby our driver says

horn

brake

luck

don’t see much of brake

a backdown

stop maybe

for half an hour

get out

check the obstruction

wouldn’t you know

tourists

bus stopped for photographs

damn tourists

hang on …

the morning of divali in Varanasi

1.

full on déjà vu

she wants to say

she died in Varanasi

sometime in the past

for sure

one hundred percent

not talking is a gift

the mosquito and I

eye it off

it is on the blue rail

woke up this morning

with the song

in my head

this will be the day

that I die

then full-on déjà vu

I died here once

2.

taste sense

the hot sun

is up

the men are washing in the ganges

element water

the camels

on the mud bank

emotional atmosphere

purifying

3.

the hand of the musician playing the flute

follows the breath

his foot marking

the rhythm

his eyes flashing

his smile

throughout his music

the sunglasses

the rock star

the hand of the musician

follows the breath

his eyes are smiling

something that sounds like kundalini yoga

across the way

the fires

the pyres

the piles of wood

the rippling of the water

always rippling

that sun is hot

full on déjà vu

one hundred per cent

I have been

on the ganges

before

maybe burnt

on the banks

4.

she wanted to say

that she had been ‘burned

on the banks of the ganges’

cremated

that she had been here

before

no question

in Varanasi

for sure

5.

the flute playing musician tells us

from 6 am

every three hours

a different raga

every three hours is

eight ragas

the musician says

ten mother ragas

  1. seven beats 1212123

or 1231212

2) 16 beats

dee na dee na

dee dee na

ninth beat in sixteen

hand goes out

all things must pass

all things must pass away

always smiling

every three hours

is eight ragas

dorian mode

raga

evening prayer

6.

lord shiva

whispering

in the ear of the dead body

same as

tibetan book of the dead

the spirit is lingering after death

throw the ashes of the body

into the river gangha

thirteen days for the soul to depart

in the hindu religion

longer

in the tibetan book of the dead

five elements

only understood through love

7.

you came to Varanasi

to create a myth

your own myth

your own story

whatever it is

the smile with the boat attendant

we know

poem from kabir

are you looking for me?

I am in the next seat

my shoulder is against yours

tibetan encounter

one child

in front of lyn

she pauses and offers money

second child

third child

one sleeping in rags

under the bridge

two four

three five

I am overwhelmed

raymond says

it will be different inside

the tibetan camp

she (ella) is showing me

how to write

in tibetan

I can write

I am ten years old

in tibetan

in tibetan script

I am

has an i and an m

to me now

it looks exactly like

I am

ella’s diary

her favourite book

I write in her diary

ella’s diary is secret

tenzin choesang

in my notebook

written in tibetan

ten means tibetan buddhism

zin means carrier or carrier of

you are tenzin

I say

yes she says

she tells me

she has been to a conference in dharamshala

last friday

I met the dalai lama

the conference is to free tibet

a pledge is written

a promise to free tibet

signed by all

do you think tibet will be free?

yes she says

her eyes are gleaming

for that moment

I am ten

and full of hope

she is twenty something

she tells me

two bicycle rides

one conference

one dalai lama

her school

built on a rubbish tip

the only education

in the tibetan language

the light in their eyes

now they attend delhi university

studying politics and finance

two young women

the light in their eyes

from the boat on the river gangha

square buildings

square windows

red tower of worship

second red tower

third red tower

fourth red tower

red gate

fifth red tower

square buildings

square windows

white tower

postcard from India

one woman

second woman

third woman

fourth woman

into the distance

oh

one man

one snake

second snake

bending

in service

third snake

fourth snake

what is service in India

to serve

I serve

you serve

he/she serves

I was asked

would I serve the religion

would I serve the man

no I said

instead

into the distance

into the unknown

unexpected

for me

one crown

two arms

two lips

two lips

two lips

two lips

two lips

what she wanted to say

love

even at the hardest times

from joseph campbell

on nietzsche

love your adversary

it will guide you

to your own truth

you know

as you have always known

across all cultures

for me

honestly

hard to accept

truth is hard

your own truth is beautiful

a contradiction

© Elizabeth Drake Nov 2023.

Elizabeth Drake began her career as a concert pianist when she won the national ABC Concerto and Vocal Competition aged 21 and has finished up (well almost) as a film composer winning the AFI-AACTA Award for Best Original Score for a Feature Film. She would like to produce a theatre work that would involve her piano performance and text reflecting her life and is grateful for any push and shove in the direction of writing a performative memoir

Elizabeth was one of thirteen writers and artists to join Jan Cornall on a Writer’s Journey trip to India with Blue Swan Events in November 2023.

Photos by Jan Cornall except for Ganges sunrise by Robin Bower.

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Jan Cornall
High Season Low Season

Writer,traveler-leads international creativity retreats. Come write with me at www.writersjourney.com.au