shifting houses, shifting cities, shifting thoughts, shifting idelogies, shifting jobs, shifting beliefs, shifting pain, shifting shifting, moving, changing, transiting, walking, running, wobbling, going, going, going, reaching, may be, searching, ithaka, tired feet, tired eyes, yet no sleep... "dreamless sound sleep, is that not what we yearn for all our lives," asked socrates when he gulped the poison...
all these existential dilemmas and philosophical quests...
just because one shifts from one rented accomodation to another... just for another 11 months... and fixes bulbs and pipes... searches for cartons all day, three pin plugs that are over priced and don't finally fit, runs behind maids, curtainwallahs and gas agencies who refuse to part with a cylinder unless u buy the stove as well, sweep, buy the heaviest things first and walk all around market on a monday, mop, lose your way for first three whole days ...
so much for banal shallow blending with inane deep...
it's a nice house, with lotsa light and breeze... am hoping to have a good time here....
thodisi zameen, thoda aasman, tinakonka bas ek aashiyan...
turtles carry their home on their backs... how do they come home after a tiring day then? do they know that blissful feeling of thinking about our own home throughout the come-back-home journey and stepping in with a sigh of relief... sure this feeling is brief and temporary and momentary, as one is always searching and seeking, (or rushing to cook and clean) but still, it is a feeling turtles should know...
2 comments:
ooohhh sweetheart!!! :-) so so happy to bump into u here! i dont miss "sunflowers"..i always carry them with me!
and the turtles bit..well well..didnt i say we all looking for a home - a place for feet to get tired!
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