The writer's story

falling back

to sleep, the city, at even-tide

this night

i must stay awake 

to write its stories 

Life is giving me the chance to see, to learn and to know the stories of lives, i must write -i think i'm loving it! by the way, how did this 'think' come in between - 

rush hour

rush hour ~ marring the indigo sky

a passing robin's whistle  

Photography - i think, i am learning...way to go, may be.

sunset sky

sunset sky...

the more I set the bird

free, the more

it holds tight

within 

Tranquility

tranquility   

this moment, pleasure and pain

taste the same  

Slices of Life -II

seeing their dreams

through my eyes ~

expanding horizons

emerald dreams ~

a harvest song 
sifting through

In the remote villages of Chattisgarh, studying the lives and livelihood of farmers and the rural community....A refreshing experience.....And for once my own pictures.

The River - A Myth?

The source, identity and the fate of the sacred river Saraswati, Sindhu and perhaps several others, which flowed from the mountains to the oceans–.... Some recent research says River Saraswati is a myth...Could it be?

does the mountains

or the oceans know

the truth of the vanishing rivers ~

the rumble of their waters

in the silence of this moment “ The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.” ~  Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories

Read more: http://www.stephen-knapp.com/recent_research_on_the_sarasvati_river.htm

http://www.gsbkerala.com/saraswati.htm

Photo courtesy: A dry river near Darcha in India. Ankit Solanki, Flickr Creative Commons  as per original copyright at:

http://newswatch.nationalgeographic.com/2012/03/14/are-we-running-out-of-water/