Friday, October 08, 2010


When I walked this evening on the terrace it was later than usual, the sky a darker pastel dotted with a plane and helicopter or two, the billboards on the distant highway shone brighter than usual, twinkling lights and the faint beat of a disco garba heard in the air.
Navratri begins, and to me this is a season of resurgence, of renewal and faith.

10 comments:

63mago said...

I have this commentbox open another time since you wrote - and still I can say nothing that would not sound silly or shallow or trite. I hope that all what you mention, the renewal and resurgence, will come true and be a positive experience.

Ricercar said...

lovely. how do you make these little descriptions which are about nothing much so evocative! like a little gem of zen

:-)

i loved this picture! actually waiting for you to do the school tag! looking forward to it

austere said...

mago the magician: thank you. I am at a loss for words.

ricer when the words are so equivocal, then you can plasticine like, shape them as you want, na? :)
aha for the tag nag. doing, doing.

Ricercar said...

v profound austere :-)

DO IT! Waiting :-)

AmitL said...

Hey..very nice- I have some nice memories of being in Mumbai in the '90s during Navratri time..and,straining to hear the faint beats even from within Baroda Express,the day I was returning.:)Well, won't be long now.:)

austere said...

ricer-- do what?

amit- yep, the road to your home is never too far, is it? welcome back.

Ricercar said...

the tag sweetie

Tamanna said...

Omg how do you manage to write like this?

PQ said...

Happy Dussehra Austy!!!

austere said...

ricer haan of course the tag. someday.

tamanna :)

pq :) t'you too.