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.
I am here, therefore I write. I try to read books, people, patterns and lost thoughts in the ocean of time. I mostly write for myself and sometimes you. You are the reason I am. Love, P
Nov 30, 2010
Nov 29, 2010
Misery of humanity
I am in Mysore zoo
one of the most god forgotton places
one of the most god forgotton places
I feel sorry for being born as human.
Nov 26, 2010
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
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.
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