A meditation on the marvellous

A meditation on the marvellous

As I sit here here in this body of mine cross-legged and breathing in life a small smile and as I touch forefinger to thumb I am overwhelmed by the miracle that That little gesture entailed the message that traversed

Slowly, but surely

No Not love at first sight Nor at first night But slowly, over the years a walk in the neighbourhood under monsoon skies a summer of planting and harvesting cherry tomatoes holding hands in a distant land curling up in

Why I Write #whyIwrite

Why I Write #whyIwrite

(1) Writing is my gateway to “me”.   (2) Questions get answered the path looks clearer each time I put pen to paper   (3) As the words pour out from my head The little holes inside me disappear Lost

Jungle groove

Jungle groove

somewhere deep in an Indian jungle, unknown to man, there is a teeny tiny bit of magic underfoot where animals of all sorts congregate for a grand ball amidst forest greens to shake a leg or four and eat some fruit

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