When you really want something the whole universe conspires to get it for you.Your wishes,your desires start inching towards you.This is the law of attraction.Maple leaves have always attracted me.I have them in the form of clay pendants,embroidered on bed sheets...but now i'm actually going to collect them and feel them with my fingers!Each and every vein in the leaf sings a melody so sweet you would want to go on listening to it for ever.One more day and i'll be a part of you..
This blog is an interstice for me.A space. A niche sacred to me.It's a place I get back to whenever I feel the need to connect with the self.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Why I love the Rain so much...
Monsoon is the season that links you directly to the cosmic energies.How? Is there any other season that touches you, drenches you and purifies you to the core? The rain does that. However impalpable it might be, that string of shower connects the sky and your being in a way no other season does. Walk out in the rain; look up at the vaguely formed clouds. Feel the soft showers as they plaster your hair to your shoulders. You are connected with that Energy up there. The rhythm of your heart is in tandem with the rhythmic falling showers. Enjoy the moment. Let lose your inhibitions and dance to the music. Now you want to hold the vestige of that moment in your cupped hands. That’s not really possible. Nature has its own way to be one within you and without you.
Summer thaws frozen desires till we melt away the winter blues.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
ellipses
How can there be any such thing as The End!There are no full stops in my life...only ellipses...period!
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
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