the “reasons” why we do not celebrate together anymore

For at least a decade the traveler's heart has stopped assigning a significance or meaning (connected to relationship) to any festive season. It is not intentional. It is just a matter of circumstances. The rare occasions a festive celebration occurred was associated with the presence of kid(s). Non-celebration frees one up to do some other …

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he made a difference

A Face in the Crowd. Sometimes a face just stands out for no particular reason. It was quite a crowd in the restaurant and a rather busy day in the see-through kitchen where they made pizzas. I cannot remember whether the food was better than elsewhere but when I look at this picture now I can …

windows of hope yet

Windows of hope yet. This was taken awhile ago. My young wards like visiting artificial abodes for wild creatures. I go along. But I can feel a sense of sadness for no particular reason. On the other hand, I find solace in the following verses (promises) for living creatures. The windows into another world out …

edge of light and season

Edge The edge that demarcates light from darkness fascinates me. The contrast is so clear in this picture taken in last September. The dark side is a wall of hedges. I was new to this place and was walking along the side of the road. The trees on the other side were turning into autumn's yellow but the willow …

balancing on edge

Edge Someone sent this photo to me. It is interesting as it is like someone performing a balancing act with one limb standing. It reminds me of life. Often we have not much choice in our circumstances. We can opt to stand (even if handicapped) or fall. In this case this rock opts to stand …

a night at the concert

Melody After a spirited concert performed by a high school with junior and senior girls under a locally acclaimed award winning talented but somewhat temperamental conductor who was known to have threatened to cancel the top three best pieces just before the concert, we strolled outside with lingering excitement and contentment. Parents and visitors like …

“Leaving behind” is like a taboo statement.

"Leaving behind" is like a taboo statement. We don't want to talk about it much or not at all if possible. As a child I often dreamed of being left behind by people or events: my mom, teachers, classmates, going somewhere by bus or train and being left behind after I went down at one …

we cannot wait for the rain to stop

The morning started with last night's rain but we could not wait till the rain stopped. We were told it could go on raining and we might not have time to see all those places if we skipped even one day. We decided to go anyway, despite the rain and gloomy sky. There was nothing …

one day I met this side lane

Narrow This side lane is narrow and does not seem to bring out the actual attraction of the place. The frontage is nice. But if you merely look at this lane you would not know whether you should walk in or not. (I have covered the name in the picture.) The restaurant offers savory Turkish, …

Writing with a passion

Writing is like being in love. There must be an unquenchable passion. My experience is that great writings come with passion. They are no longer mere words being grouped together to form something. They are lives. The lives of real people. The lives that matter to real people. Writing is passion for life. When I …