Wednesday, July 16, 2008

On the horizon the sunset an orange-red slash sandwiched by dense blue black ; a dramatic backdrop to reminisce about the school in a mango orchard, long-gone teachers whose admonitions still echo, and first sighs.

8 comments:

manuscrypts said...

sometimes its a backdrop, on rarer occasions it can be the catalyst too :)

Prajakta said...

Austy aapka jawaab nahin...loved the sunset description :-)

austere said...

manu- next time I fly I'll check the seat roster. :) great idea.

prajakta- ahan. kaisey pata?

Portia said...

your quiet place?

:)

austere said...

in a sense, yes, going back briefly to what one once was, the dreams, the hopes, the values- yes, a place of repose.

AmitL said...

You had to remind me-I was already regretting that I just flitted past my ole school premises,and did not have time to check out whether any of the teachers were still around!!

Baby Island said...

I went to so many different schools I have no good memories to reach back to, but I will enjoy your mango orchard for now! :)

austere said...

amit- aww. they're getting old too, its not just us, isn't it? next time then.

babyisland- it was sooperb. when one was punished one had to collect mangoes that had fallen on the ground and slice them for others to eat. with red chilli powder and salt. for a while, atleast. :)