The Seed Shop

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At Devappa's Nursery, Opp Mtr, Lalbaugh, Bangalore

On a beautiful breezy Bangalore day, we turned away from the main road....
And these words are meant for where I found myself...

The Seed Shop

Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie,

Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand,

Forlorn as ashes, shrivelled, scentless, dry -

Meadows and gardens running through my hand.

In this brown husk a dale of hawthorn dreams;

A cedar in this narrow cell is thrust

That will drink deeply of a century's streams;

These lilies shall make summer on my dust.

Here in their safe and simple house of death,

Sealed in their shells, a million roses leap;

Here I can blow a garden with my breath,

And in my hand a forest lies asleep. 

- Muriel Stewart 

Life with Books...

Inspired by a stop-motion animation film, I decided to colour code my books...

While this makes it tough to find a book if I do not remember what colour spine it had.

I am also judging my books from their cover, which after all is not that bad a thing to do!

Magic Tree

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Rapunzel Rapunzel....let down....

Shelf-life

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I love colored Glass bottles...

Their sound is sticky sweet.

They hold light, hence look alive...

They are graceful.

Some are empty and can be filled.

Some can be emptied for lightness is good...

Whether full or empty, glass bottles will remain glass bottles.

I love them.