Monday, June 30, 2008
Last week I struggled with Zorba. The eternal classic from Greek Master Nikos Kazathzakis, Zorba The Greek. Shivered with the mighty strength of Zorba I fell from the abyss of humanity. When I compare my life with Zorba I feel ashamed I am floating through the surf of life. But this may the happiness of human life..
Saturday, June 28, 2008
I like cloudy evenings. It fills me with immense fear. In my boyhood our home drool when rain dance through the whisling rubber trees. I love to be sleep while fat rain drop falling in roof tops and banan leaves. Cycling to rain is great when drizzle bike through the roads is good.It is lovely to be in forest when it rains. Once we were in forest when rain started it dance in the mountain tops. It is celestial. I wish to sitting at our old ancestral home in monsoon and experiece the compete laziness . Books another treat we can slow with sip of tea in monsoon days. In this monsson i will re read God of Small Things and Wuthering Heights
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Normally I dislike to do any household duties but everyday I fetch milk from our nearest farm. I love to go early morning into the farm and I enjoy the vista of beautiful cows standing in the cowshed. The farm contains poultry and other animals too. Rabbits, Goats, and the like.There was always a huge Q in front of the stall. I put my can and the milkman pour white surfing milk into the can. This is the one and only domestic duty I do. One day i went early to the farm there is no cows and milk man. Desert, there is no grass in the field. And atlas I saw a board and small shop, the board as MILMA
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
You can't make a serous man a mimicry artist. But a baby can. My 10 month old baby boy is doing such a marvelous job in our family. He emit babble sounds everybody imitate that sounds and they add new sounds to his babble vocabulary. Blu..blu...bluu...blu...bla...blaa...suck sounds. Last sunday we had a visitor in our home he is a serous middle aged man I had never ever seen his laughing face. Normally he growl and make other grotesque voice if we need any answer from him. I passed my boy to him firstly he hesitate to play with the boy. But my innocent son laugh at him and make him smile nicely. Then my son emit some sounds like bla..bla..again he smiled when I came back from kitchen I heard the serious man making grotesque BLAAAAAAAAAA.....