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Story Of The Footloose

In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well.

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Absence and Greetings

Dear friend of my heart, It is not with words imploring forgiveness of your kind heart that I shall greet … More

absence, birds, letter, love, nature, photography, spring, summer

Swinging

swinging… a summer afternoon, sweating and smiling, we are oblivious… come over for a tea, I have saved some Jasmine … More

absurd, afternoon, guitar, love, music, photography, song, summer

Afternoon; Out Discovering

I stretched my body, arms reaching out to look for a vagrant cloud or two, to pull them overhead for … More

afternoon, discovery, garden, insects, nature, photography, poetry, summer, writing

Strange Woman: Summer Spirit

it has been a decade, perhaps more… I lived across the street from a strange woman. She would not be … More

inspiration, music, musician, nostalgia, photography, short story, story, summer, writing

I Have Always Wanted to Fly

Even as I write a house fly sits on an edge of the laptop… it would seem that the poetry … More

beauty, garden, insects, nature, photography, Pictures, poetry, summer, writing

Summer Day!

It’s quite satisfying to look into the spider’s eyes and decipher the traps he weaves… leaves an impression in my … More

insects, nature, photography, poetry, summer, writing

Your Eyes Were Wild

It has been some time now… last time I saw you naked in the forest, you were ready to fall, … More

art, digital art, forest, nature, photography, poetry, spring, summer, writing

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exuberant lines, another piece from 2020.
Excerpts from a little something I wrote about a non-incident a few days back. I perform this text for your pleasure. I hope you enjoy the writing, the performance and the included sketches. Much love!
Dear friend of my heart, another story for you from the bygone years. This walk skywards is to the place I almost adore, the Panwali Kantha Bugyal.
Dear friend of my heart,
Old man winter, a story of the story.
Drowsy. I place my hand upon my hand and wait for nothing in particular.
Yesternight was lunacy, today is cloudy. March 2020.
lately I have not been playing the guitar as much but the other day I was inspired by @snehalrawat expressing raag malhar so beautifully that I spent some time with it. this piece though not in raag malhaar, is inspired by it.
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