In an alternate universe

All is peaceful.
We live quietly.
Laugh,  smile,  run,  breathe,
Do what we love and go to sleep.

An interesting day

It started as a normal day,  internship at the bhau daji lad museum
I had to collect natural fallen objects (to some people-garbage) lying around in the jijamata udyan aka rani ka baug!
I went inside and started collecting and it brought a smile to my face, it reminded me of the time when I used to leave my house with a sketchbook pen, camera walking across different roads sitting and sketching  ancient trees, the twisted branches, graceful creepers, withered walls, shooting random moments, utterly fail at composing, try to capture the vivid patterns, even attempt to create some, stare at a wriggly worm, follow a butterfly, meow at a cat,  talk to crows  till the sky blue turned prussian,  that would be my cue.

Been ages since I've done that,
A nice long walk , alone, no purpose,  no worries,  no desires, nothing concrete, no expectations,  just a walk.

Thank you BDL for reminding me!

And now the photographs!

Another life.

It seems as if , it was all an eternity ago,
It never made any sense then nor is it making any sense now,
There never would have been enough time,
I feel as if it was another life
another reality
when we were together
Sometimes I wonder,  if you called, would I still recognize your voice?
I fail to remember your last laugh
the last fight,
the last hug,
the last kiss,
the last goodbye.

The Philosophers curse

Immanuel Kant
Edward Bullough
Jose Ortega Y Gasset
Theodor Lipps
Virgil C. Aldrich
Yeah, Aesthetics. Hours and hours spent on pondering over four pages. And when you finally get what they are saying, you are like - wait seriously? Could you possibly make it not so complicated!
when I look back at my simple version of their concoction . I smile,  if someone would've put forth that to people,  I guess no one would have entertained them, probably that happened or not (it is not relevant) , plus if it was all so simple we never would have bothered.
( I feel we often chase things out of our reach and head for all the resulting tangles ourselves )
So enraged,
'' Now you may all rot in our words (and dictionaries) ''
they said.

Life

Is Beautiful

Letter #2

How stupid we all are!  That you knew ages ago,  sigh.  If everyone knew how precious life is I bet we would never be fighting over trivial things. All these small things which upset you,  ruin your day,  weeks maybe , all the fights,  petty issues,  why. Why do we forget all the beautiful,  kind,  wonderful things, stories, people out there and waste our time and energy on things which will never matter,  why,  why do people do that all the time?  Everywhere? Every single day?  Every second every minute there is a fight going on. Please if only there was something to make it all stop. I know you can't help. I wish you could. I would have loved to listen to what you've got to say.
Love.

Before sunrise

Everyone wants a little bit of magic, something out of this realm to happen,  something that takes our breath away,  leaves us stupified. And those numerous ridiculously perfect tales registered in our brain,  there is a bar that is set and most of the times we are so busy  concentrating , waiting for that one moment to unfold,  we miss out on the several tiny beautiful things unfolding besides us.

Landscape - Terrace

 

What I see

Landscape

View from my Terrace

Ink on paper 

A page from my sketchbook