Sunday, 2 August 2009

I don't remember where I found this

"Here one's life and experiences are so intense; one does not belong, one is part of the landscape: The unhurried is easily accepted. In Europe i couldn't wait to see you again. I was so impatient and edgy. But in Nepal as each day passed I became more relaxed. I just kept going and going, looking at everything and drinking it all in. I have talked with the people and drunk tea in their houses. In tengpoche we stayed an extra day simply because it was so beautiful. It was suddenly not so important whether i met you today or tomorrow, and so perhaps my joy in finding you is more than those heady days in Europe."
Uschi Messner

I think that's right. I found it scrawled on a bit of paper on my floor. I am back from my travels now and I'm ready to rejoin the world. That is, i am ready to fill my own space again.

Friday, 17 July 2009

Playing about with cotton...





..I mistakenly dyed my hands green.

Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Sunday, 21 June 2009

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Friday, 19 June 2009

Stock home work







Friday, 5 June 2009

Ek Anek Aur Ekta

Thursday, 4 June 2009

The Murder

Over the winter, every morning the girl that lives in the house by the mountain feeds the starving crows with scraps from the table. One Day they don't come down to take the food. Instead they start to fly away. So she follows. Holding up her scraps and whistling. She follows them so far that she can barely see where she came from. Then finally she stops. And they stop too.

There's a rumble. I don't know what landslides sound like. But the rocks and the mud and the trees come loose and tumble down. The house by the mountain is crushed.

They say the crows saved her for her kindness to them each winter.

Saturday, 16 May 2009

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