Trip to Yosemite

Departing before dawn to a land of endless sunshine, rays that serve to remind me of those spots inside my mind. Spots that shift on the glowing surface and taint the light, tempered and dissolved for a moment at the sight of that valley.   In this land before and beyond thoughts of time we…

Far Side of the World (First India Experience)

Orange lanterns bleed into these quiet streets, and into the exposed face of my mind. A sanctuary indeed, for a lone foreigner immersed in a chaotic land. The sounds of dogs barking, with their politics in the back alleys and of people honking with their politics in the busy streets. Such is the quagmire of…