Somewhere inside is a world where nothing ever stops changing. You think this is the way you’ll remain forever, that it’s the best person you could be, but lo and behold, tomorrow you are sure to be different, and feel not one atom different about it. You’ll think again you have only changed in the …
Month: May 2006
Thoughts ‘neath a rainy sky
Well it’s raining. Nothing special. It rains in India at this time of the year. But well, you know, it’s special for me. I like the rain. Some people get sad when it rains. I don’t. I feel so good. Have you ever seen the lower edge of heavy, low-hanging clouds? It looks like something …
Moment of Truth
The rain poured incessantly, sweeping away the dirt from the city’s much-used and unmaintained roads. Ever so often, a dagger of white would split the western sky in half, and the loud crack of thunder that followed would rumble and roll through the layers of heavy clouds till it lost itself in the eastern sky. …
The Machine
Who am I? I am not talking philosophy. I mean who am I to certain people, like my parents? Their son? Mmm… nope. The other day my aunt came and said something about my good results. I said how does that describe me? She said you know, good results means a good job. She stopped …
Miracle
In the heart of my hearts I know I exist, and I can love. I stretch from the first rain over the savanna to the lofty and rugged peaks where eagles learn to fly, for I am the first raindrop on the dry earth, the first eagle that learned to fly, that quiet bend on …