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Fall in Love

January 28, 2008 by mahima

28.01.2008

2:58 pm

Weather report says rain starts at 3pm today. so I am parked inside Caffe Nero with my toasted ham and cheese sandwich and my notebook for the next few hours to watch the rain, smell the coffee, hear the whirr of machines, listen to Tracy Chapman and write.

I love this particular table in this particular cafe because it has all the ingredients of a moving, stimulating place- the mood and vibe of a coffee shop and a straight view of Queen Street Station- farewells and welcomes are always moving and always endlessly watchable.

Nothing ordinary ever happens in Queen Street Station. Every look, every hug, every touch is heightened by the significance of the moment of meeting or leaving.

The writers life is a good one. Long hours in long polished-wood cafes. Slow strolls around cities discovering places beyond maps. Succulent ham and cheese. The constantly floating aroma of coffee beans. Wet scrawls made with a fountain pen full of deep purple ink. Cravings for lemon cheesecake and writing prompts. Fragments of dreams that find their way into odd poems.

Passion in any one thing in life can spill over into all other areas of life. Drenching everything in its vibrant sweetness. You only have to let it.

The playfulness of approach that began in my art journals has found its way to my writing, to my adventures with cooking, to saying ‘yes’ to creating an arts group in a strange new city, to sipping French Martini while we discuss next month’s issue of the magazine.

Taste. Savour. Celebrate.

Whatever (or whoever) you love, you can carry that depth and joy into everything else.

Find a muse.

Fall in love.

Posted in writing | 18 Comments

18 Responses to “Fall in Love”

on January 28, 2008 at 10:17 pm1 Devil Mood

It’s hard to say no when you ask so nicely

I’m drooling over your description, enchanting. Facing the train station is the most poetic location ever.

I have tagged you on my blog
on January 29, 2008 at 12:59 pm2 Hel

I am in love with a field covered in wild grasses and flowers, resting under a sky across which clouds dance.
on January 29, 2008 at 9:59 pm3 Lucy

Bless you Mahima, you’re a star.
on January 30, 2008 at 12:00 am4 MissKoolAid

Beautiful post. I have chills! I wish I could remember Queen Street Station. Been there once a few years ago.

Thank you for sharing beautiful words which evoke beautiful images in my soul.

Cheers,
Sophie
on January 30, 2008 at 3:20 pm5 Margaret

It’s nice to hera that your visual creativity is spilling out onto other parts of your life. What sort of art group are you involved in?
on January 31, 2008 at 7:19 pm6 mitzh

*sigh* You made me love life a little bit more.
on January 31, 2008 at 8:02 pm7 mahima

J:
just visited your blog. thank you Will respond in nost.

Hel:
your words always make me dreamy and imaginative!

Lucy:
..thank you!

Sophie:
Queen Street Station has become for me one of those memories that are so ordinary but indelible.

Margaret:
it’s just a group that meets eery friday to talk ideas, do sketchcrawls, whatever everyone’s in the mood for :)…mostly over coffee

Mitzh:
on February 2, 2008 at 12:13 am8 Imelda / Greenishlady

Oh, I love the sound of your life right now. So glad you have found your place in that city.
on February 2, 2008 at 11:51 am9 mahima

I:
in the middleof that, there is also uni and journalism deadlines and the pouring rain and blizards. At this very momny, it’s a snowing blizzard outside my window.
But like I was saying, passion in something has spilled over into all other things.
on February 3, 2008 at 5:56 pm10 megg

Oh wow - I loved this so much!! This was SO timely for me to read!! I read a quote this week that said, “How you do anything is how you do everything.” and it hit me really hard that I have been doing a lot of things half-way. I have been struggling with it - but you have opened it up so much more beautifully - more positively. Yes. Instead of being afraid of the size of the life I want I will try to open myself up to ONE thing and then let that opening push me further - thank you for this - People on here say things like this a lot, but this post was a REAL gift to me. thank you.
on February 5, 2008 at 6:23 pm11 maddie

ohhhhhhh i have fallen in love with your words
today ~ and train stations ~ i just adore them
on February 6, 2008 at 11:53 am12 mahima

megg:
i’m glad

maddie:

train stations are my favourite too.
on February 7, 2008 at 6:31 am13 chamki

oye!
Got your text the other day but was too low on credit. My flatmate was leaving for home the very moment - packing a 20 kg bag. She is from Edinburgh. You could (possibly) meet her. she draws as well, but you know, in a good way, the faces of indian women very accurately, she needs to see to draw.and we sing together songs from Mary Poppins because I’m addicted to them thanks to her. So in many ways she is my muse and I am hers and we have only recently discovered this love.

Pictures of her are on flickr. go see and love

with lotsa you know what,
chamki
on February 9, 2008 at 2:18 am14 catslye

love this post…I can see it, hear it, taste it, smell it.
on February 10, 2008 at 8:04 pm15 lori/bluma

Why that table? If you move to that one to the left you may see things that you haven’t before.
on February 24, 2008 at 7:36 pm16 vatsala

Im happy you sound so fulfilled now. I miss coffee with you. I miss you sometimes singularly

Love.
on March 5, 2008 at 2:45 pm17 adi

thanks mahi
on March 9, 2008 at 1:51 am18 Ash

Hello…Long time no see ??
Hope you are doing well! We miss you