Monday, May 28, 2007

Hymns. Conch shells. Bells chime.
Mahaprasad.
A distant palm frond nods to the skies.

12 comments:

Ricercar said...

very nice - tagged you

austere said...

shukriyaz.
:)

Proxima said...

I have a fondness for Bells. Are there any pictures?

-P

austere said...

proxima- :) summoning up the courage to ask.. "hmm can I shoot?"

AmitL said...

Mumbai maa ke Vadodara maa?

austere said...

Mumbai maan. jai shri krushna thata rahi gaya. ghat.

mystic rose said...

divine! The words evoke such strong images, sounds, and fragrance, and light and peace.

austere said...

Thank you, Mystic. It was calming.

Proxima said...

What are we shooting? Do you want to "shoot-the-shit"? (American slang for "have a chat")

Or shall I bring a rifle or a bow. I think the flight attendants might disapprove. :>
-P

austere said...

arre proxima, shoot as in photograph the holy bell na.

rifle, bow, nanchaku, whtever, only you'd have to walk and swim then.
:)

driftwood said...

"A distant palm frond nods to the skies."

Wonder why nobody in this world thinks like that, other than you.

Trite hi sahi, I'm glad I know you, Austy.

austere said...

:)
Shukriyaz.
ji. hum bhi.