Another hot, hot afternoon in India. I don’t like hot afternoons. I like the rain, and anything to do with it. I feel myself when it rains. It’s a rare feeling, you know, feeling myself in public. We go around our social circles in different masks to suit the ones we interact with. If only …
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Trifle Thoughts
I woke up this morning with a sort of happy expectation in my heart. I hunted in my mind for a reason, but soon was convinced I had no expectation, no reason to be happy. Well, that was odd, wasn’t it? Waking up as if you had a date that day, and then finding that …
Mailbox on Mars
Well as everyone can see, it’s been a while since I last posted something online. I’ve been waiting for ideas, you see. And that doesn’t mean I have one right now. It’s just one of those numerous (that’s an exaggeration) occasions when I sit down to write with a mind as empty as a mailbox …
Thoughts ‘neath a rainy sky
Well it’s raining. Nothing special. It rains in India at this time of the year. But well, you know, it’s special for me. I like the rain. Some people get sad when it rains. I don’t. I feel so good. Have you ever seen the lower edge of heavy, low-hanging clouds? It looks like something …
Miracle
In the heart of my hearts I know I exist, and I can love. I stretch from the first rain over the savanna to the lofty and rugged peaks where eagles learn to fly, for I am the first raindrop on the dry earth, the first eagle that learned to fly, that quiet bend on …
One Life 