A Music Lesson With Lolita
A music lesson is also a conversation between a predator and his prey. Lolita writes a poem.
It’s A Long Way To The End Of The Road
Srini in a Thai village In response to the post with the same pic on Srini’s blog It’s a long way to the end of the road My wheels turn on tirelesslyOn one side, the world as I know itCalls out to me enchanting in its various delightsAnd on the…
Eyes Wide Open
I’ve had my eyes wide open for too long. I’ve looked too much, seen too much, absorbed too much. The years brought focus. And now?
Early Disappointment
We got our first car when I was 5. My mother described it as an ‘off-white Fiat’ and proceeded to invite all the kids in the colony for a ride. I was disappointed though. Why? Because I wanted an autorickshaw. I figured dad could sit in driver’s seat and mum…
Moody
Just lying on my back
And watching thoughts stumble across my mind
I seem to have fallen into a habit of brooding. Am I just moody?
Urban Loneliness
A sense of rootlessness assails meHere I am, two and a half decades old…and feeling every minute of itLiving charades every dayJuggling roles and discarding masks for newer onesDoing everything right, hoping there’ll be an answer at the end. Running, running, constantly runningTo keep up with this carnival I’m a…
I, The Offering
Krishna said, “Whatever you do, do it as an offering to me.”
An Indian Wish for 2005
I wish us all the best lessons of my country.
The Age Of Awakening
First Tooth – Frederick Morgan I think human beings go through four stages in their beliefs about life and the world around them. Firstly there’s childhood (the golden era) when everything is an excuse for curiosity and a source of magical wonder…friendship, love, games, food, adulthood…*sigh* Then there’s adolescence, the…
Letting Go
On letting go.