Huyi-ya-ya-ya! My Bacchus Spirit

So I cannot even begin to feel exhaustion.  And thus, here I am searching for relaxing music to calm my nerves so hopefully I can go to bed. And I came across this "nature sounds" video that sparked a memory of winter break 2009, right before college applications were due and the first time I had seen my older sister in a while.  On that night, she wrote a blog about it and looking back...I think to myself. 

I  was am.

Weird.

Sometimes I feel like I'm not even the person inside my body because I'm very good at being this practical, serious person but then there are times that this side of me comes out...almost ALWAYS when it's cold outside and/or with classical music (as my sister mentioned).  

P.S.  The medusa hair she refers to...I have really curly hair...

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"Huyi-ya-ya-ya! Huyi-ya-ya-ya!" chanted my sister as she ran toward me with her medusa hair flying in every direction. I didn't know what to do. I felt like my life was on the line.

"Huyi-ya-ya-ya! Huyi-ya-ya-ya!" It would have been funny, except I could detect this maniac gleam in her eye. She waved her arms around in Bacchic revelry-- was she a Bacchant? Was I the sacrifice? Was this a scene from Bacchae? Bacchae is about Bacchus, the god of intoxicated ritual madness and ecstasy.

"Do you feel the rebirth?" she asked me as if the answer to this question had the potential to spare me from further torture.

"No...I don't know what you mean," I meekly answered. I don't lie-- but I felt that maybe in this situation I should have risked my morals. I wasn't sure what rebirth she was referring to. I just wanted it to stop.

"The Rebirth!! Can you not feel the music?" she asked me. I felt like a cornered animal.

A little while after the Bacchic spirit had left her (classical music does this to her) she asked me a very thought-provoking question, "Do you think that jello and whipped cream are made for each other? Do you suppose they're destined for one another?"

"I mean..." I replied confused once again. I just kept reminding myself that she is stressed out. Her college applications are due in two days. I just need to humor her. She's getting kind of crazy.

"I think that they just belong together--like soul mates," she whispered dreamily gazing at her jello and whipped cream.

"Like two words colliding? Have you ever felt the tension of two worlds colliding?" I asked, all of a sudden very serious.

She sensed my seriousness. She said, "No. Have you ever felt two worlds colliding?"

"Yes. Is that weird?"

"Yes."
 ________________________blogged by Neha Solanki in December 2009

Anyways, hope you enjoyed a snippet of the Solanki sisters' conversations.

Much love,
Esha