EVOCATIVE

 
The view from my room
 
My room
Glasgow is slowly growing on me.
 My journal, my world, my self are slowly changing, evolving, growing wings. I’m starting to see the city in terms of colours and curves and mood and sky; starting to see the joy of anonimity in a new place so I can park my self [...]

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Brave in Glasgow

Its been 3 weeks! Atleast.

So this is a ‘wee’ part of central Glasgow. The only part I know enough to draw.
Its been warming to read all your comments and kindness so this post is for you. Its not a post. Just an acknoledgement and a HII. Like a little catch up post. Full post next [...]

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Hello Goodbye

For September 13th 2007
  
I’m leaving for London tomorrow. After 5 months at home. And after 21 years of living in a subcontinent that’s full and rich and intimate and noisy and smelly in a way that no other continent can be. I’m both hopeful and nervous. London, Birmingham, Glasgow…these have been vacation homes for years [...]

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Body Talk

 
 
Last night at the party there was a girl. Young. At the threshold. Almost blooming. Still shy and unsure. She wore a gorgeous sari (first time) and left her luscious hair (everybody was talking about her hair!) loose. She looked unsure but very very pretty. She’s normally in nothing fancier than shorts and a heavy [...]

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Ex.ot.ic (eg.zat.ik) a.introduced from a foreign country; not indigenous; unusual or colourful.
  
For some, the exotic is India. Its Portugal for others. The rich Orient full of myths and stories for yet another.
  
The “exotic” has come to stand for the richly stimulating; it is associated with a sense of far away, hard to reach ideals. Ideals [...]

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