August 26, 2016, 2124 hours, Pune. I’ve been here so many times And yet, it feels so new. The Blood, it is calm, in my veins. The Wind, it asks of me. How will I respond? That light, it belongs to a car. But it also connects to me. As I connect to the Universe In a single breath of clarity. Yes, I’ve been here before many times. And still, it is new. The question: What is the experiment?

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August 26, 2016, 2113 hours, Pune. The house is dark. The sky is gray. There is silence, almost… the crickets are sort of doing their thing. I am alone. By myself. Sitting on the verandah of my house. Looking into the vast gray sky, watching the city lights, listening to the crickets and the occasional horn of a far-off car on the highway.  This is the first evening off in a few months. (Self imposed, didn’t feel the need to). […]

Categories: Self