May 4, 2012 § Leave a comment
“I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.”
Some words to ponder.
August 17, 2010 § Leave a comment
‘…beauty will dance with
anyone who is brave enough
to ask her.’
-the book of qualities by j.ruth gendler
August 17, 2010 § 3 Comments
TWO PEOPLE, four religions, and a love story that tugs at you even over email. And then the final blow to every scornful guard upheld against tales of romance: the wedding pictures. Priya Desai and Tariq Alwari danced their way through the wedding day they recall was everything they imagined, surrounded by those eager to raise a toast to this resilient couple.
Source: Tehelka Magazine online
August 16, 2010 § 2 Comments
Spring Day [Bath]
by Amy Lowell
The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air.
The sunshine pours in at the bath-room window and bores through the water in the bath-tub in lathes and planes of greenish-white. It cleaves the water into flaws like a jewel, and cracks it to bright light.
Little spots of sunshine lie on the surface of the water and dance, dance, and their reflections wobble deliciously over the ceiling; a stir of my finger sets them whirring, reeling. I move a foot and the planes of light in the water jar. I lie back and laugh, and let the green-white water, the sun-flawed beryl water, flow over me. The day is almost too bright to bear, the green water covers me from the too bright day. I will lie here awhile and play with the water and the sun spots. The sky is blue and high. A crow flaps by the window, and there is a whiff of tulips and narcissus in the air.
August 13, 2010 § Leave a comment
a virtual mixtape–gifted from a friend–who had a lot of ‘splainin’ to do!’…
Modjo- Lady (Hear Me Tonight)
Stardust- Music Sounds Better With You
Punjabi MC- Mundian to Bach Ke (Eminem remix)
the mellow tracks enter here…
and the bass picks up again…
Chuck Berry- Johnny B Goode
until next time…peace out!
August 12, 2010 § Leave a comment
‘…Vulnerability is the absence of cynicism.
And the absence of cynicism is love.’