Thursday, September 16, 2010

Last night on my last walk past ten thirty, the plump quarter moon was efflulgent, haloed in a red and black sky, even as the silence of the night was underlined by distant drums and cymbals from festive processions making their way to the sea, and elsewhere the babel of sundry tv sets and air-conditioners humming pinned the day in place.

10 comments:

Tamanna said...

The city of contrasts :-)

shiv said...

Great piece... you are good not only in describing colours, this time, it is sounds.... the procession to the sea... any pics??

Elizabeth Westmark said...

Effulgent. Gorgeous word; seldom used. Thanks for lifting my sights.

crab said...

and the air/breeze on ur face Ben? :-)

Leni Qinan said...

The night always brings awesome sights in the cities...

AmitL said...

It's Visarjan time already??Whew.

Ricercar said...

there is a particular smell of air conditioners as you walk past them on the street. i smelled it again in barcelona. and felt nostalgic. had never noticed it before :-)

PQ said...

Austy...you are a perfect example of "Show, don't tell"...so much to learn just by reading you.

63mago said...

Stealing sights?

:)

austere said...

tamanna-- oh yes, always.

shiv-- thank you. Nope, this was past 10.30 in the night, and I only heard snatches in the air.

Elizabeth- fat and content and radiant equals efflugent?

Crabbie-- some breeze, but not a gust, noo

Amit--Visarjan begins from day 2, people invite Ganpatiji for different periods

Ricercar-- there is? Here, the raatrani and jui predominate :)

PQ-- week after week of 400 words and some amazing teachers. but thank you.


mago- oh yes,by the vault load. :)