sunday

.. was spent looking at a piece of European design in the heart of Bangalore. And trying to capture it on paper.

Sleeping in on a Sunday is always nice, but being up and about to discover these tucked away treasures during the most traffic-less time of the week, is even nicer.

Glad to be staying with people who push you to do the latter rather than the former.

you grow on me ..

.. softly.

Like a dewy blade.
From a velvet field.

Like whispered notes.
On the morning breeze.

This week was spent re-discovering Manoj Das. Doesn't take too long to turn you into an addict !

alone..

.. but not lonely.

Not when there are all those memories to keep company.

And when memory fails, you can take a nudge from a store locked up conveniently in your smartphone: Tiny bits of life preserved and time-lined in the zeitgeist of snapshots.

That's what this is all about, too. Being a Pensieve.

But really, at this place, you need none of that. It's just too easy to be aware of His presence, all around you.

This place = any of the hundreds of NJ campgrounds by a lake. In early spring, featuring more birds and less people.

sunsets

The negative about them, is that they last for such a small period of time ..

The plus though, is that they come everyday..

Whats the last time you went to office and saw a sunset on the same day ?

Summer +1, Winter 0

the road not taken

Of all the beautiful paths in this world, there is none so alluring as the one that smugly declares - that *you* are not welcome. No grass so green as the one that you are not allowed to tread upon..

I thought I wanted this change. For so long. Now, when its forced on me - why doesn't it seem quite so sweet ?

Middle age comes quite early in life :). If you don't know what I mean, you haven't read the unrest cure by Saki, and much the poorer for it ! ;)

Also the question remains - what happens once you decide to skip past the stop sign ? Is the path so green any more ?

them Amish

In which other country would you find a town named Intercourse ?

the soul wants

Standing on the top of that wall, what would you want ?

To take wings .. and soar like a bird ?

To dive in .. and swim like a fish ?

Ah, me, all I want - is to spread out the lazy chair and be a beach bum.