After 56.5 long hours of intensive travel by air,train,bus and shared cabs we found ourselves in gangtok. The roads were long. Calcutta was beauty broken down.blackouts.reservation counters.Yellowtaxis.Kohl lined eyes. kali at every corner. The city of joy.
Calcutta was red.wasbrown. was smoke curling. was bodies burning. Summer sinks its teeth into our flesh. Lost. Alive.
Calcutta was red.wasbrown. was smoke curling. was bodies burning. Summer sinks its teeth into our flesh. Lost. Alive.
16 long hours in a bus. I long for peace and it finds me. green as apple. green as the sea. Fields spread themselves like cordouroy. Blue skies. Leaving the dust of siliguri behind us. A shared cab. secretly smoked cigarettes. Through bengal into Sikkim. I've been looking for divinity and find it in flowers. The border approaches. A rainbow coloured checkpost. Prayer flags.peace. lotuses. Love. Coconut water. The river.. 
The River Teesta is white like bone and becomes the long spinal column of the land.
Free.
A cat once told me that pebbles near the river are souls in search of peace.
I now understand this silence.
The River Teesta is white like bone and becomes the long spinal column of the land.Free.
A cat once told me that pebbles near the river are souls in search of peace.
I now understand this silence.
calcutta wasred. was brown. it is also frequently black. and yellow. and random other colours.
ReplyDeleteahh, now you went and made me all mushy for my city. and gangtok, and warmth, in general. :)
and, oohhh for the artwork. :)
Uff, too much. Really like your work and the way it flows on paper!
ReplyDeletecalcutta does that to me too! Oh for the love of my city and the wondrous piece of composition from you.. my regards;-)
ReplyDeleteto teesta. i've been. and touched. and washed. and redeemed. my nices too for the art. gorgeous. :)
ReplyDeleteRedeemed indeed. :O)
ReplyDeleteand how much i missed you!
ReplyDeletesitting around, bored stiff in damp concrete, a cess pit of no feeling! how i yearned for your colour!
u should make a collection.. in a book. and print it off!
ReplyDeletethis is maha beautiful :)
"A cat once told me that pebbles near the river are souls in search of peace.I now understand this silence."
ReplyDeleteExcellent!
Lovely blog, really!
beautiful stuff, love your sketchbook :)
ReplyDeleteThankoo muchlee.
ReplyDelete*does snoopy happy spring dance*
Flocks of precise waves,
ReplyDeletewandered across the thirsty meadows.
Red vapours of pungent peace,
Decadent desires,
in the dank silence of ancient caves.
I like what I see on your website :-)))
ReplyDeletebeautiful
ReplyDeletereminds me of an old book
calcutta was that and many more,and will be...
ReplyDeletesomeday again,shutterfly...
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