Retrospection

The mind is the birthplace of philosopy of life. The mind often sets out on a journey undestined. The path is uncharted. The time is not stamped. Very often the past reawakens in the deserted corners of the mind. The triggering factor may be an event, a thought, an object or a person or ... who knows what? Retrospection is the privilege of a human mind. Probably in some moments of purposeful, intellectual retrospection, a philosophy of life begins to crystallize.

September 03, 2005

Rainy Season


Rainy season.

They say the rainy season has already set in.

Where is the rain in my city?

Over the last few days, we witnessed heavy down-pour.

Water-logged streets. The city flooded with water.

But where is the rainy season of yesteryears?

Where is the cool wind that used to annunciate the arrival of the rains?

Where is the fascinating fragrance of the first rains?

Where is the refreshing freshness of the season?

Where is the lush, green bed of grass and weeds that would crop up along the roads?

Oh! Rainy Season! Rediscover your identity!


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