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Special Photo Challenge: INSPIRATION (The Here and Now)

Special Photo Challenge: INSPIRATION (The Here and Now)

I started blogging simply because I am in awe. I am in awe of nature’s wonders, of the stories of individuals I meet, of the welcoming embrace of different cultures—they all need a medium where I can show how beautiful the world is, how beautiful the hearts are of its people and how beautiful are our differences—to relive the here and now. Continue reading »

The Head of the Sandstone Buddha

The Head of the Sandstone Buddha

Whether we believe in after-life or not, rich or poor, whatever our cultural associations are, we will ultimately return to dust, into the earth’s cradle, where we all came from like this manmade image of Buddha whose body has disappeared beneath the bodhi roots and which all that remains is a head struggling from the inevitable forces of nature. Continue reading »

My Element

My Element

Reunion with great friends. The smell of antique wood. The colors of the flags. The polished floor where Sec. Clinton walked yesterday. The clunky elevator of which she probably didn’t use but that VIP one. The bay. The never ending chat over coffee. That building. Just the name of it. My element. And I yearn … Continue reading »

A Sad Love Story

A Sad Love Story

I am sure that I will fall in love with it the second time around. For now, allow me to dwell in this loss, in this sadness, in this night when I realized that I have lost myself until the time I find it again. Continue reading »

What’s in a Name?

What’s in a Name?

I have reconciled my ugly name with my beautiful dreams. I can even have a worse last name years from now. But what’s in a name really? Letters! And how can you give identity to those letters? Character and ambition! Continue reading »

Move where and do what?

Move where and do what?

It’s my turn to ask myself. “Move where and do what?” Before reality steals the innocence of this moment and of these thoughts, I think I have to write down the list of things before my life shuttle inevitably trace the path of inescapable materialism. Continue reading »

I’m posting every week in 2011

I’m posting every week in 2011

I’m taking the wordpress challenge and will post an entry at least once a week. If I could do a routine job 5 times a week, what more for a passion that I am willing to do for a lifetime. To words…to meanings…to a life that hasn’t been defined by words and meanings! Signed, TheBlackTwig

Teaching Taught Me

Teaching Taught Me

The cliché which says that teaching is a rewarding experience is not an overplay of words. I used to groan over subjects that I subjectively find boring.  I used to grab my bag in haste minutes before the dismissal.  I used to go out in the middle of the class and linger along corridors hoping … Continue reading »

Waiting: Reasons over Results

Waiting: Reasons over Results

Last night, I went out to meet a good friend and the rain started to pour angrily without any warning. We ran to the nearest waiting shed—dilapidated, vandalized with vulgar words, a hospitable shelter for the thousand nameless souls that have temporarily confided with it. We waited for a taxi. None has passed. Continue reading »

On Crayons and Choices

On Crayons and Choices

This morning, I saw an FB link that says, “I wish I was little again, when the hardest choice was picking a crayon.” I immediately clicked “Like”. And then I pondered on choices?

It Always Rains on my Birthday

It Always Rains on my Birthday

Inviting a celebration on a bad weather is impractical but I will bask in this state of unexplainable yet regal. Whether I successfully hurdled the expected quarterlife crisis or not, for the next quarter and, if I am lucky, for another one, I will always expect the rain to come every 23rd of July and celebrate! Continue reading »