By day, a daydream ponderer who never gets his fill – by night, a barefoot wanderer who’s wandering still. With the bamboo wind and my golden rain-tree, what a lucky refugee I shall be.
It was one of those days when the movie of your life should have won an Academy award for best screenplay. The twists and turns knocked everyone out, the plot was as tight as high-end waterproof luggage, and the soundtrack matched how everyone felt… Continue Reading “These Particular Blues”
Just because we’re sentimental about a household object that used to belong to a grandparent, doesn’t mean the dog won’t eat it while left at home alone all day. To him, a coaster with the Notre-Dame cathedral painted on it is – while not… Continue Reading “Fritter in the Bookshop”
You don’t have to rush. You don’t have to be in such a hurry all the time. You don’t have to feel pulled in a hundred different directions. It’s only the energy of the society around you, and has nothing to do with the… Continue Reading “No Rush”
“Yoga teaches us to cure what need not be endured, and endure what cannot be cured.” B.K.S. Iyengar