I found this today…
A leaf dances in the wind, a tree waves to the sky.
A child takes her first steps beside a blood bank.
The reflection of a bird flies by on the screen of your phone…. cont
Do you ever feel like you’re on the verge
of something new… cont
Breathe, that’s all I’m asking of myself, to breathe in the moment: a whole plethora of sounds, pictures: someone’s talking, the wind chime chimes, the roar of a truck, and a scooter, there’s a car, two of them; Breathing… Crazy pictures, colourful and real, voices so close, they take me away with them, by the hand; […]
Fluttering by. A seemingly chaotic dance of dips and dives, of colours and their shades, without a beginning and an end, without a known purpose, to the endless song of silence. Not questioning the butterfly, not asking why or when or how or what; being with the butterfly we can lose ourselves in that silent […]
Eating a dragon fruit,
with its pink scaly skin and its deep purple flesh,
not checking my phone, nor reading an article,
nor talking to another soul about this and that,
I saw last night that my free book The Girl with the Green-Tinted Hair has nearly 2000 ratings on Goodreads. If you haven’t grabbed yourself a copy, please do.
After several months of wallowing in a dry well of creativity, on the 23rd May I started a draft of my story (the one I’m commissioned to write for the Taiwanese movie director), which I would go on to finish on the 25th June (my birthday).
“We are human beings, first and last. Our religion is our faith in humanity—and there can be no religion greater than that. If we come as Indians, we will meet Pakistanis. If we come as…
My wife had been up, potting her plants, for a good 30 minutes, when she barged into the bedroom.
“We’ve caught one!” she yelled, and then vanished from the room.
She meant a rat.