From London, with l

After many many months do I enjoy the silence I’ve created around myself — born of a sudden aversion to conversation. I’ve just sat -recumbent on my chair- and stared out of the window as London illuminates. Descending planes flicker in the blue-grey sky and you come back to me…

The scent of your presence, an aristocratic blend of Chanel Blue and tobacco; the lucidity of your blue eyes. The nape of your neck and how it showed against the collar of a certain grey jumper. The brawn of your arms when you undid the furniture.

Vivid in my reminiscence, I can imagine with certainty how you must have smiled at the stewardess when your plane departed for an Eastern Land. And I wonder if it were a black t-shirt that you wore.

You are (so) irrevocably endeared to me.

A very favourite friend of mine --with a flair for all good things -- made this wallpaper

"Beauty, and the Beholder"

Coffee, Ink, Dried Paints and Eye-liner

April 2011

A Piano

Think of:

A night's unremitting sky,

Like it meant slumber for all--

Okinawa , Moscow and Haiti.

The polar bear and the tropical frog.

Think of:

A river, smiling at a squall;

Elephants (7), along the same river, on walk;

And the stars' twinkles falling--

Placid raindrops.

Do you hear a piano?

I had a poem in mind, but it didn't quite turn out like I had imagined. Leaving that for a better day. Writing to say that I am pretty damn tired of myself, today. Sigh.

Hope we win tomorrow. Please.

Found a sweet Haiku; will literally take seconds to read.

In the evening twilight

Only the mushrooms

Are illuminated

Keji Baba / Age 12 / Japan

aaj jaane ki zid na karo

In that toxic high I tried to find myself; heavy cloud of numbness, which drifted away slowly… and when it had drifted away, it was too late and the fool was me.

I’m so lost in complexities -I have a thought for every thought. A counter thought for a counter thought, and another one for that. I think I am losing spontaneity. But well, never was it mine...

Falling out of character.

Who said there isn't character in that?

I saw the setting sun and the silhouette of a temple.