Parakeets and Plane Distant Eyes and Beads of Sweat Colourfully Occupied Something contained fare thee well my love I whistle a tune with the breeze… the audience quite amused, applaud my muse… who announces the oncoming of another day… as the sun rises shy on the second of may… upside down, mouth open, a perpetual frown, mister C, dangling from his favorite tree… mango season smoke and morning sun… he sketches the trans-Himalayas bus headed somewhere| mountains give perspective dirty orange girls on the way back from school | near Kashmir The city of Leh (swirl of a growing city) Spituk| A man in the field on the road red A Shepard in the Kashmir-Kargil highway Shepard in the hard sun always hungry this was like a dream from another life evening with a flower to be a couple that moves in harmony spider before pouncing into the oblivion worm battles the bee from the petal-less poppy flight in the morning light when fabric of our world dance