Sunday, July 27, 2014

Some things I thought of...



Like all of us, things constantly emerge in my mind and fade away over time. Not that these thoughts, views, feelings, impressions and images are highly original (what is, BTW, original?) in terms of their interpretive possibilities, not that they matter for our daily living, and not that they have any value whatsoever in the brilliant and scary sphere of philosophy. However, from time to time I jot some of them down. Today, I thought of posting some of them here. I don't know exactly why. But then inexplicable things happen, no?

Anyways, discard them at your own pleasure.

Today: Regrets that don't have a grave are one's most ominous adversary.

Today: Life could be perfect, in rear view mirror only.

July 26 2014Put a white bread in a toaster and you get back yellow, brown or black, whichever you wish. At the end, we all are just a piece of bread. 

July 26 2014: I am one stop ahead of stupidity and two stops behind sanity (this came to me while riding Tokyo metro).

July 25 2014: The art of using others' failure to value our own success is widespread but lacks a name. The vice versa is called envy.

July 9 2014 We make revisions, one after another, with no vision.

A few more on another day.




Thursday, July 3, 2014

Tokyo Diary...


It's 4:39 in the morning, in Tokyo. I just drew the curtains as there is a faint murmur of light outside. Yes, I am in Japan - a country that is absurdly unique and consciously steeped into it's quirky traditions and yet has struck such a brilliant balance between yesterday and tomorrow.  

For example, the following is a piece of the famous Meiji Shrine (founded in 1920), located in the heart of Tokyo, that offers tranquility of the countryside and has an austere grandeur like any other old world architecture.  





And, just a few kilometers away from the shrine, I came across this amazing contrast of colors and patterns:




By no measure of imagination I can be called a traveller. I come from a country that boasts of it's 5000- year-old culture and heritage (currently for all wrong reasons). However, Japan is just too different and increasingly I feel like I am "Alice in Wonderland".

Anyways, I wasn't sure what I will have for dinner last night. So I made this:




And before I go, I made it healthy too:



Thursday, May 15, 2014

An ode to sorrow




Sorrows follow you like a stray dog,
like monologue of a snow-swept winter,
prolonged, nagging 
or memories like precious crystals 
polished daily, 
like unsaid words that silence the quietness
unfurled, hung to air-dry,
or hidden like hush-hush lingerie,
fragile stickers worn as sapphires, on faces, 
still a few, you will find in closets, not yet unwrapped 


These aren’t my words,
not my lines; I was told
tears cuddle them in lone showers 
forsaken alleys catnap with them
laundromats staring on sedate Mondays
lone trains sing them lullabies in the rain 
whistles, flutters, moans, whispers, cries hear them


Sorrows follow you like a Russian spy.