Thursday, June 23, 2005

Boliye surilee boliyaan...

Often ponder what the little angel coming home in December will be like...

Right now its a strange unexpainable feeling...I can feel this being inside, sometimes fidgety sometimes calm...making its presence felt.

I talk sometimes to this angel...about colours, poetry, light (remember she/he is in a cushion of warm darkness so far!), people, memories, love and music. I sing too. Songs of faraway places, of winds, seas, blossoms and rain. At 15 weeks, the heart beats almost in tune with mine, the eyes are closed, the mind developing....but the ears are fully functional! I revel cos I'm being heard! All day and night!

Like Gulzar wrote.. 'Meri awaaz hi pehchaan hai, gar yaad rahe' Yaad rakhna, angel!

Friday, June 10, 2005

Process issues

So many process issues and so little time.

Love? To taste it once and thirst forever. Life short, dreams endless.
Like someone said, 'Not all my old dreams came true but Im glad I had them'. Weak solace but what else do I have?

No time to stand and stare. No time to help and share. No time to dare and bare. No time to care and spare. No time to grin and bear. ..
Only time to flare and flare.

Bhramari Pranayam. Induces sleep. Should try earnestly, no?