Friday, July 09, 2010

I look at the kid.
Bubbly, full of life, tall and pretty with her Julia Roberts cheekbones and slow smile.
I think back. To the way I was.
Not j, not the green monster.
But by this age I had written and crossed out quite a few life chapters.
Today, I like myself more.

The anticipation of a new book, the wonder, the delight...
Of a people so similar but not quite.


Mornings that are green drenched, the water trickling in tiny rivulets down my face, '
and the familiar takes on the mystery of a place unseen, and magical.

8 comments:

Tamanna Mishra said...

It's good, isn't it to like yourself more with every passing year? :) I hope I can do that forever.

abhilasha said...

so true.. and so honest...

Leni Qinan said...

Beautiful prose, Austere. Today, I like myself more too. :)

PQ said...

I liked that line austy "Today I like myself more" :-) Often look back and think if I had taken some other decision, life would have been different...but I am glad at what decisions I took. It is so important to like yourself right?

abhilasha said...

forgiving oneself should be the foremost thg as loving one self wid all the if's and but's is the most important thg...

norrbu said...

are you writing a book austere di?

AmitL said...

Yep-with each coming year,the maturity level increases..so true,Austy.:)And,frankly,many times,I see what I could have done better in the past, be it in personal or work life.:)
Nice pic the 'water trickling ...'line conjures up...out here,I'd modify it to 'wee drops of perspiration trickling down ....'after a nice walk,or, on a humid day,which is every other day these days.:)

austere said...

Yes, it is, Tamanna. But I wouldn't have thought/dreamt so, back then.

Abhilasha-- and yet not so completely transparent.

Leni :) thank you.

PQ- oh yes, it is. And looking back, we're kinder to what we were, faltering,not quite knowing what the future had in store.

Abhilasha- My respect for myself went up a couple of notches. By that age, I'd seen so much of life, learnt some tough lessons...

Norrbu- me? reading a new book. "In other rooms, other wonders"

Amit- I guess I needed the contrast and the distance from that time. Baroda's been having some rain as well.