I just spoke to sister and it got me thinking about home. Never put much thought into it while you were around but have been missing it for sometime now. The idea of home for me was you and all of us in it together. That was home. Now we are all living in different parts of the globe, in different houses, even different time zones and experiencing different seasons.The worst thing is when I went back home after a long time, I still failed to feel at home. I have been struggling with this thought, a search for home, for feeling at home again. The reason I had not gone back home for so many years was for the simple fact that I did not want things to change in my mind for I knew it was changing...
May 30, 2010
May 28, 2010
PAINTINGS AND EXPECTATIONS
| | 0 commentsFew weeks back I tried to paint you out of my memory. I knew that I could never make myself to try and draw your face. I am scared I will not be able to do so. So, that has been off limits. I had an idea of what I wanted to convey and how I wanted it to look like. One day, I took out the canvas, the fine paint brushes sister got me and the colours. I called the painting 'Heaven'. It's a painting of your feet, with three chrysanthemum flowers placed around it representing the three of us. I read somewhere about how Heaven or Paradise really is the land beneath the mother's feet and that's what I wanted to show. The idea was put onto canvas but I have to admit my skills as a painter pretty much...
May 27, 2010
THURSDAY, 27th MAY
| | 0 commentsI am listening to my favourite songs, sitting in my room and writing down notes and poems and I thought of you, so decided to let you know. I have always been some kind of a loner. I guess you already know. I loved having my own room contended in my own small world. Ever since we moved to our own house and I got a separate room, no matter how small it was, I was really happy about it, especially after having shared a room with sister all the while and with a whole lot of cousins and aunts back in the village.I can clearly see the room: wooden bed with traditionally embroidered mosquito net, wooden clothe-hanger, a cupboard-cum-table, a Phillips auto-reversal tape recorder, a black table lamp,...
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