The moon is full tonight. Full, yet pale. Almost preoccupied.
Distant, unsmiling. Quite beyond the easy reach of my
outstretched arm. Refuses to share secrets. Cold and aloof,
it exercises a distant charm nevertheless.

Is it time to break the spell?

पहाटे नेहमीप्रमाणे आकाशाकडे पाहिले. चन्द्राची लहानशी कोर
होती तरीही लक्ष वेधले एका तेजस्वी 
जोडीने. काही वेळ पाहत राहिले त्यांचे तेज. मग परागने 
लिहिलेल्या माहितीची आठवण झाली.

I have been observing poetry being created by a budding poet.
A fun process - tossing around random ideas and tweaking
memories and emotions until a simple phrase or unconscious
remark becomes a starting point for a poem. Once begun, it is
written quite effortlessly. Reading poems fresh from the pen is
delightful !!

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Lines from a song that have been haunting me
all day :

Chand milta nahi sabko sansar mein
Hai diya hi bahut roshni ke liye.

On an unrelated note, I got another gift. 
A transparent rain-proof Hello Kitty shoulder-bag.
I need to hide it from M.
=^ ^=                : )

Am sitting on the swing, musing about the ( Read more... )

The moon is full this evening. I saw it yesterday too,
suddenly rising over a tallish building.

It has a calm radiance; its lustre is like that of a
pearl. It seems quite friendly; when I looked out of the
window a while ago, it was smiling beatifically : )

Somehow, looking at the moon is making me restless.
Lunacy?

I attended the last part of a concert last night ( Read more... )