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  • dear diary

    September 22nd.2011 Dear Diary, Today is the day that world honours you. You are the conscience keeper of most of us. We document out happiness, sorrow, our growing ache and our secret fears. Many of us have recorded within you our observation of nature and our growth into our careers. Dear Diary, incidentally today is…

  • counting my blessings.

    count your blessings and see what the lord has done. Well, I am blessed. Money is a consideration but not the only one. So I have the luxury of doing what my passion calls. I write technical medical articles for the honey and marmalade. Plus write stories to maintain my sanity. That’s it what I…

  • International talk like a pirate day

    Ahoy matey and proud beauty come across a galley the day is international talk like a pirate day. Swill a pint or two of grog and stuff the salmagundi in the name of John Baur and Mark summen, who gifed the 19th day of September in 1995. Be that a no matey? Ye get to…

  • Natyashastra — text of the art of Indian dramaturgy

    The art of Indian dramaturgy. In sound through music In body through dance In words through poetry In space through architecture In form through sculpture In thought through mathematics A person can experience the divine. —- This is a quote from Shilpa Shastra the ancient text of Hindu architecture. To me the classical and the…

  • Parijata

    Adansona digitata is the botanical name of this flower. Parijata is what my grandmother called it. Prajukta, shefali, shagufta call it any name. Beautiful white with a coral orange stalk. I am seeing this after nearly twenty two years. When I set my eyes on this I am back to my child hood. Though then…

  • An Anonymous Gift

    Herne Bay – Sept 2010 – The Sad Cafe – Portrait of an Old Lady Waiting on a Friend The elderly woman at the end of my street. She is alone and I see her gazing outside the window each time the mailman walks by. I learn from the neighbours that her husband left her…