And we’ll see what it looked like
When the shards are put together.
There was a dream; there is a dream.
Glass facade of a building, Aurangabad, MH
Someday we will be overwhelmed,
And it will seem too heavy to bear.
But, if we are together.
Waves close-up, 21 April 2012, Malvan, MH, India
I’ve kept it all together,
Bound the strings I could.
Don’t leave me, as yet.
Nylon Strings, 21 April 2012, Sindhudurg Fort, Malvan, MH, India
I have seen out of so many windows
I don’t recognise one
When I see it from outside.
Window in a Traditional House, 24 December 2005, Vengurla, MH, India
So that we may never feel it,
Let it be there.
That which will soften it.
Rickshaw Spring, 29 April, 2013, Mumbai, MH, India
Deeper, within me
The colour shines.
Macro, 9 September 2006, Kolhapur Museum, Kolhapur, MH, India
A skyhorse, perhaps
When you see a seahorse,
In the sky.
Clouds having fun, 20 September 2007, Mumbai, MH, India
Clarity is not a given.
And only through chaos, after sifting, classifying, segregating, and allocating can there be clarity.
But it is never a given.
It will always have to be taken.
Evening Street Lights, 30 July 2012, Mumbai, MH, India
You take two bodies and you twirl them into one
Their hearts and their bones
And they won’t come undone.
~ Paul Simon, Hearts & Bones, Hearts & Bones
Twisted Pairs, 29 May 2012, National Park, Borivali, Mumbai, MH, India
One thread at a time
Together and with a lot of care.
We’ll weave a fabric of permanence.
Tangled Wires, 1 June, 2012, Nagothane, MH, India