It’s been a good three-day break. Glimpses remain.
-Realizing how light from incandescent bulbs can put one to sleep as early as ten in the night.
-Realizing that one will never quite fathom the sacrifices so many have made for us to live on free land, breathe free air and speak out. Looked through scribbled notes from the essay, to try and understand that mettle, wondered where it all disappeared.
-Connecting with family on raksha bandhan, now the email and phone way.
- Looking spellbound at the Silk and Spice route story on Discovery. So many have come and gone, the march of ages, et al, and one day so shall we. Lovely shots, but.
-Began reading White Oleander- beautiful words, its the kind of story that you think of when you wake up first thing in the morning.
-Tons of friends, long distance calls lasting an hour or more, a vision of the flat with the distant sea view and slums next door.
- tough sub, but I did it, 400 and done.