Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Glittering purple lights on the tarmac under a pitch-black sky, a single star shines overhead. An evening spent savoring art and the art of conversation by a lush lawn in a perfect home, envy the old-styled swings on the Mangalore-tiled open porch. The big city past midnight is a million points of gold, this makes the two hour flight delay worthwhile. So many colors, so many… on such days I tell myself go get real.

9 comments:

mago said...

Aw reality, what's that? whose? Just an other dream ... here the colors vanished! The snow, the grey light, even the large baroque castle looks grey. Everybody waits for the sun.

Baby Island said...

A perfect home?? Show me one and I'll give you a child, your choice!

See? I am often just looking for reasons to give them away...

You are "real" lady! :)

AmitL said...

Which city?You made it sound like the City of gold(Dubai).Don't tell me you were above us and went off without landing?:)

CRUSTYBEEF said...

To me it sounds like a beautiful dream!! A real beautiful fabulous warm colorful dream..
sans the delay!!! :)

Always,
Elizabeth

abbagirl74 said...

Simple, yet, so beautiful.

austere said...

mago- I'm still pondering on your question.. who's reality..

babyisland- thankyou.. for the reassurance and the kid(s), a lovely perfect home, all right.

amit-:) aww.

crusty- the flight was a return to spaceship earth..

abbagirl- ty. :)

sathya said...

Hi Aust,

Mumbai to kahan? Mumbai sure does look magical from the sky...

Sathya

Portia said...

sounds marvylous:)

austere said...

sathya- someplace on planet earth? what's in a name?

portia- the colors pass?