Six long years of absence from this space. I don't know what happened. It needed to stop. Nothing especially monumental. Just the usual screw-ups. And abruptness and randomness galore.
I have been thinking of blogging for some time now, but was dilly-dallying. I was done with dinner today and blogging was one of the last things on my mind. I was planning to turn in early. Had darkened my room to watch some warped stuff which would put me to sleep. Had pretty much settled into it, when as usual I hallucinated that someone was calling my name. I took off the headphones, but there was nothing, no one. To make sure I am not really wanted, I peeked through the window onlooking the main house. Peaceful. Weird, no lights. Is the power off? I plonked myself out of the bed to check what's happening, I stepped outside and took the small walkway joining the main house with the annexe. That's when it happened.
Ever tiptoed sneaking across a stranger's lawn, spick dry one moment and the sprinklers coming alive the next, soaking you? Before realising what's happening, I was drenched by the May showers. I didn't move. Once every dry stitch on the body was wet, I took shelter under the Akashneem tree. The woody, grassy heady fragrance given rise by the first rains soon wafted inside the nostrils and got sucked immediately in the empty brain space, wiping clean the ghost of any thought, and creating inside me somewhat contrasting feelings of comfortable nostalgia and a hopping maddening joyous state that only the first rains can bring. I stood and watched and felt and thought. And the first thing I thought was of starting the blog. Right then and there.
So here I am. I guess I will write often here 'coz there's a lot to share. Don't hold your breath though, if anyone is still following this hibernating beast.
I have been thinking of blogging for some time now, but was dilly-dallying. I was done with dinner today and blogging was one of the last things on my mind. I was planning to turn in early. Had darkened my room to watch some warped stuff which would put me to sleep. Had pretty much settled into it, when as usual I hallucinated that someone was calling my name. I took off the headphones, but there was nothing, no one. To make sure I am not really wanted, I peeked through the window onlooking the main house. Peaceful. Weird, no lights. Is the power off? I plonked myself out of the bed to check what's happening, I stepped outside and took the small walkway joining the main house with the annexe. That's when it happened.
Ever tiptoed sneaking across a stranger's lawn, spick dry one moment and the sprinklers coming alive the next, soaking you? Before realising what's happening, I was drenched by the May showers. I didn't move. Once every dry stitch on the body was wet, I took shelter under the Akashneem tree. The woody, grassy heady fragrance given rise by the first rains soon wafted inside the nostrils and got sucked immediately in the empty brain space, wiping clean the ghost of any thought, and creating inside me somewhat contrasting feelings of comfortable nostalgia and a hopping maddening joyous state that only the first rains can bring. I stood and watched and felt and thought. And the first thing I thought was of starting the blog. Right then and there.
So here I am. I guess I will write often here 'coz there's a lot to share. Don't hold your breath though, if anyone is still following this hibernating beast.
