Bring back those anxious feelings of my childhood: the distinct smell of dry noodle mixture and seasonings inside the chemical smelling 80’s plastic lunch box. Bring back these feelings of isolation and fear of differences, the fear of rulers and authorities (teachers), and the fear of rules and systems that used to cage me withinContinue reading “The smell of anxiousness”
Floating in a sea of confusion, going somewhere, going nowhere. Floating on a makeshift raft with shades over my eyes, arching with the curve of the globe, while plate tectonics slide. Underneath this heavy crust, to my surprise, is just foam.
Raindrops on banana leaves and subtle warmth of the white cotton blanket distant strumming of the whiny guitar rhythmic drumming of my heart; beat like songs from the paddy fields during monsoon. Sunshine and rainbows runway clouds and fantasies taste of fruits so sweet they cause pain and sounds of birds; tweet so loud, theyContinue reading “Subtle Warmth of the White Cotton Blanket”
2011/07 Is the love that I have as deep as Radha’s love for Krishna? Is it eternal like time? What is this love? Can you feel this love as you observe a faithful dog follow its master. Such a loyal companion it is, made just for one. Can you sense this love as you watchContinue reading “Loyal love in the slow city”