You see a tree that has bloomed and looks beautiful. Plenty of picture ideas hit you right then. You start capturing photographs with the phone that’s always in your hand. Pictures of the tree; in original, sepia, monochrome. Pictures of you standing - by the tree, in front of the tree. Solo shots, couple shots, … Continue reading Photographs – How many is too many?
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Post 32 – Symphony In The Woods (Poem)
I went to watch a concert in the woods today. The music was lovely and I had a great time. This is something I wrote during the concert. Hot summer afternoon The breeze, soft and scarce Amidst the trees On the wet grass Sunglasses, hot and burning Like my cheeks Waiting for the sun to … Continue reading Post 32 – Symphony In The Woods (Poem)
Post 20 – The Hour Before Dawn
I have woken up early today. Earlier than usual. The sun is not out yet. As I sit to write I realize how much I love mornings. I love the peace, the silence and the stillness - they are all so hard to find during the day. It is still dark outside. The sun won't … Continue reading Post 20 – The Hour Before Dawn
Samosa
I. He, She and Dog He sat alone on the park bench. He seemed worried. He worried that his mother worried. He was going to turn forty in a month and he hadn't found a partner for himself. But he wasnt too worried. He would have been if he thought about things. But he wasn't much of … Continue reading Samosa
Beach
I try to give words To the sounds I hear At this beach. My vocabulary It fails me. How do I describe the continuous rumble Of approaching waves the sound of rising water Falling against water The higher the wave the louder the sound Tiny waves with their plop Waves against rocks Waves against sound … Continue reading Beach
7AM
7AM Driving through the fog I try to capture it But the beauty always escapes The camera lens And reaches my eyes. The camera only sees trees And mountains My eyes: they see everything. Mountains resting under a green carpet Yellow patches here and there Like the sun is gently prodding the mountains awake The … Continue reading 7AM
The Walk to the Train
It wasn't an unusually chilly day. It was, as he would say, pleasant. The trees stood still. Some bare, some not. It wasnt sunny. But it wasnt gloomy. It was just right. With the mountains in the backdrop, the scene was beautiful. The only noises I heard were from the birds. They seemed excited about … Continue reading The Walk to the Train
To the Beach and Back
We went on a holiday this weekend. A tiny beautiful coastal town that seemed to be in a different century. Pretty houses overlooking the ocean and greenery everywhere. Every now and then a thought kept creeping into my mind. 'Maybe I should live here, by the ocean...' Away from the city, in this place where … Continue reading To the Beach and Back
As I Travel
The mountains line our path. Brown waves shining under the morning sun. From a distance the mountains look like they have been draped in fabric. Silky and smooth, I feel like running my hands on the waves. As we move closer, the dried grass is visible. It no longer looks smooth. I feel disappointed and … Continue reading As I Travel
Writer’s block
These days I write freely in my journal. Pages and pages of handwritten notes. Thoughts, feelings, black ink fill my notebook. The notebook lies obscure amidst my all my other books showing no signs of holding so many thoughts. An ordinary notebook and one wouldn't give it a second glance. Yet for me, it is … Continue reading Writer’s block
Through a dirty window
I glance outside The window As my train halts For a signal. I see a painting Right there On my regular route To school. A perfect painting Trees, hills A setting sun Clouds and the horizon. The complete landscape Right there All that was missing Was a canvas and paint Some paintbrushes. And a person … Continue reading Through a dirty window
Autumn
Red Yellow Light brown. Orange Leaves Falling down. One Two Collect all. Click Picture Beautiful fall.
Look outside your window
Music healsSo does the colour greenThe one you see on trees.Look outsideYou may find the beautyThat brings a smileTo your face.TravelSee the world.Get off the couch.
While I brood
Shadows are playing Outside the window Dancing merrily With the wind. A tiny bird Flits around Pauses Only to fly again. A thumping sound From the neighbor above Tells me I am not alone. The Television's on And cares for none Flashing images At me. I stare at it Preoccupied Before I turn To look at the shadows Again. … Continue reading While I brood
Disappearing Orange
One minute the Sun is up Shining in the sky And then it's gone An orange ball Fleeing Into the horizon Plunging the world Into darkness And silence A colourless sky Envelopes us while we stare into it Weaving dreams And hopes Making wishes Till sleep takes over And the Sun is back again.
