Today I was feeling a creative flow. Here’s a 50 word story for you.
The reluctant student
He had to be dragged from bed, dressed up and force-fed his breakfast.
Somehow, he went to school everyday for the better part of his life till 25 years.
He wanted to be somewhere fun and frolic, all the time.
Little did he realise that it was his permanent position.
Photo from Chowpatty, Mumbai.
The beauty of Taj Mahal – hyperbole or understatement? Whichever way you look at it, the first sight of the majestic edifice is sure to take anyone’s breath away, and it did take mine too, though it was the second time I was seeing it. This eternal monument, described as “a teardrop in the face of time” (by poet Ravindranath Tagore), couldn’t be described better.
The throng at the gate, vying for first images.
“Wasn’t there that we first met?”
The love that transcends generations and ages.
And all many people want is to catch it in their enclosed arms and preserve it in photos.
And as usual, children find their own ways to be bored at one of the wonders of the world.
A child’s sense of wonder and curiosity is unbound, whether the Taj is in the background or two photographers are vying for his attention in the foreground.
One image in the shadows.
A mother’s love is the greatest, no doubt.
The mighty megalopolis of Mumbai, (alliterative,isn’t it?) is an experience, a very personal experience. You have to be there to get it – the crowds, the trains, taxis , the people, the sights, the food, the culture… – I could go on a few more lines or even paragraphs on Mumbai. Without much further ado, I would show you what I like the best about any place- the children.
At Kaleniya Temple, Colombo.