Vision Translated

A splash of sky and a lot of shadow https://www.facebook.com/Suvroghoshphotography It was raining for last couple weeks, maybe more. Today after I got us and looked at the sky and the driving to office, the sky was deep blue, clouds were white, silky. There was no pollution in the air is what I felt sitting in the locked AC car. So, all was good and a feel good factor working in my mind, while driving listening to some mind blowing song on my favorite FM radio station. After I reached office, I was late though, I started working and the window and the blinds beside in my cabin was diverting all my concentration out; through that small light coming through the window and mixing it with the artificial light in my room was a magic. It was strong enough to take my mind and soul look through, out.. to the sky, sun peeping through the blinds and then I distinctly could see the sharp shadows on the blinds, the sky and the ray of Sun. Standing behind the blind I loo...

In the search, till eternity Keep looking for something makes us feel we are live. A search, always for something. Each day, each moment the search in on for something and the other, knowingly or unknowingly. If the 'search' makes you realize, you are alive. Search for a toy, maybe broken, is the first search in early childhood after the lap of mother. It moves to searching for books or a pen, lost in school, when grown and start going to school. Search goes on for the favorite and lucky pair of jeans or a Tee, perhaps the next search. Search for few moments of togetherness in adolescent, to give a letter filled with love or a rose or the first kiss is something unforgettable. Search for a job, money, growth and more growth comes thereafter.. and the search goes on. To makes you feel, you are alive. From the search of love or an emptiness in-spite of being with all around us, we search for something more. We search what we don't have and mostly ...

A clorrful life Not a good practice, but I overheard the elderly lady, Mrs. Bakshi was talking to her friend Mrs. Srivastava over phone sitting beside me. As a neighbor she knew me, so she didn't bother talking to her mind sitting beside me. I was in the doctors clinic too, waiting for my turn on a Sunday afternoon. Later I saw Mr. Bakshi, with his white hair coming out from the chamber of the doctor. So, I understood that Mrs. Bakshi was perhaps accompanying her 75 year old husband. Someday he must have been a smart man and she too! While sitting beside me, I heard her saying over phone to her friend, "writing a new story, 'The Need Of The Hour', part 2", It's difficult though to write these days and my grandchildren keep asking me each hour "what do you do the whole day". 'RUPA' only is publishing it. I am happy, but I will not be in India on 8th Sep, 2012, when they publish it, as my husband wants to go back to our own small...

Down Memory Lane SmileZ

A snap from the top of Alwar Fort A palace made in 1815 A.D. and in Early 19th Century A.D. Rani Moosi's 'Sati Rite Funeral' is our next journey into another story of Indian history ....

A Road Again A road connects both way. We decide if the trip is for coming or going to the place we want. There are times when we also don't know while walking, if it is a one way trip. When wanting to come or going back where we want is just a wishful thought. But, we keep walking into that cycle with or without even knowing the destination of life!  Life goes on !

A simple while flower on my way this afternoon