Staring

A wine bottle

last 6 days

Bangalore > Frankfurt > Chicago > San Francisco

Airport > Marine Bay > Fremont > Fisherman's Wharf > China Town > Embarcadero > Union Square > Market St > Beach St

San Francisco > Frankfurt > Bangalore

I need to quit

Not drinking.

Walls of Books around me

A selection from the pile that I need to read yet.

The Complete Short Stories - Franz Kafka

Torrents of Spring - Ernest Hemingway

Dead to the world - Charlaine Harris

Hardboiled Wonderland And The End Of The World - Haruki Murakami

Thus Spoke Zarathustra - Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche (1 qty)

Nineteen Eighty-Four - George Orwell

The Buddha And His Dhamma : A Critical Edition - Dr. Aakash Singh Rathore, Dr. Ajay Verma

Rumi: In The Arms Of The Beloved - Jalal, Jonathan Star

One Hundred Years Of Solitude - Gabriel García Márquez

The Woman Lit By Fireflies - Jim Harrison


I don't know when would I finish - I would read them all today, if I can!

wild and tame

All zoo animals look as confused and aimless as a fixed income employee
A man who earns and lives for the day looks as wild as a tiger in jungle.

Plans

December 2010

A lonely ride towards north.
Beach hotel stay
Cloud spotting on a high peak
Drawing the most unknown faces
Enrage my Enfield endlessly.

Looking at death in the eye

Yesterday, I was exploring a resort attached to the jungle in Bandipur.
There was a fence on one side separating the jungle and the resort.
I stared endlessly at the thickness of the forest and the beauty of wilderness.

I loved my feelings so much, I went and hugged the fence, like Jesus on the cross.
with a feeling that I am hugging the infinity of the wilderness that stood before me.

Suddenly, I heard a growl and something threw me for about 10 feet.

There I stared the death, the possible destroyer of my life
in a beautiful yellow coat and black spots. She was wild.

She stared me, I stared her. we stared each other for a minute. With fence separating us.

I was her means of living, and she is mine. Now.

Misery of humanity

I am in Mysore zoo
one of the most god forgotton places

I feel sorry for being born as human.

Birthdays

Tomorrow will be my birthday

It is just like any other day
Sun will shine,
puffy clouds will drift
children will smile
traffic will roar

if earth is lucky, it will attract some rain

Tomorrow will be as beautiful as any other day

Rain Song

I opened my eyes

And looked up at the rain,

And it dripped in my head

And flowed into my brain,

And all that I hear as I lie in my bed

Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,

I walk very slow,

I can't do a handstand--

I might overflow,

So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said--

I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.

-Uncle Shelby

This is just what happened to me.

Passions

Why?

I dont care.

Aunts

Aunts of an antling

Siva Siva!

Feet of Siva in Ikkeri

Flow my friend!

A river near sringeri.

What the heck

if emotions are actions

what is love?

I will still go on my wondering anyway.