Thursday, December 30, 2010

Leaning chairs


Leaning chairs, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.

Bad design. Funny stacks.

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Ceremony of faith


Ceremony of faith, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.

Ceremony of faith and commitment. I used to hate these. But now I can tolerate them. It is nice to be part of someone elses happy time. To be the supportive guest. I guess.

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Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Food for thought


Food for thought, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.

Some std. chakna after a long while. Sydi bar is has its own charm.

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Monday, December 20, 2010

Rustic Life

Hurda near Nasrapur

This year almost finishing. Some quiet travel. A little peace. Work. Friends. Fun. Spark. Hope.


Sinhagad eating place


shimga play


shimga play


puja of the home


dancing with the flag


bridge

road side village hut

village house and gathering

village house and gathering

faith: old man praying

gathering for the palki

Madi of the old Salvi house

Old Salvi House

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Night pleasures

Night pleasures
Night pleasures, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.


Chai is over. Time to close. It is cold.

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Friday, December 17, 2010

Tense fence

Tense fense
Tense fense, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.


The fence
was tense.
A strong gust
and it could bust.
The dogs peed
in the weed.
The buffalo could
break its wood.
One day a clown
would tear it down ...

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Thursday, December 16, 2010

The bench

The bench
The bench, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.

It is strange that sometimes something uncomfortable can be so comforting. Maybe because our ass is dumb...?

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Free

cloudscape near Koraigad, Lonavala

free

the storm gathering
in the abyss of your eyes
the thunder, the lightning
and all the cries

no one to hear
no one is near
rain cold on your face
above you plead your case

wind in your feet
you drag through eternity
blood on your nails
you scratch through uncertainty

deep within, the wail grows loud
outside, the fading sky
desperate and grey as the rain cloud
washing away the mighty high

search as much, the spark is lost
extinguished and extinct
the magic spell uncast
everything soon indistinct

on the lonely hill slope,
in the shadow of a tree
all you do is hope,
that one day you will be free.

~quasi 08 August 2003

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Parked bike

Parked bike
Parked bike, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.

Night-time. Solitary parked bike.

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Sunday, December 12, 2010

Taljai devi mandir, Tikona

You will find such on every fort. The protector, the goddess of the fort. The ancients had a trait not found much nowadays - faith.

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Tikona


Tikona, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.

Am almost up the fort. There is a cold wind blowing. But I sit and wait.

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Tung


Tung, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.

Pavna waters in the foreground. The wind is chilly. The sun's soft rays are so soothing.

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Friday, December 10, 2010

Tapri


Tapri, originally uploaded by quasi's mobile.

Our place of general time pass and some food. The ubiquitous 'tapri'.

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Thursday, December 09, 2010

Orange Sun

Sunrise


Orange Sun

the wet grass of the morning
and the tiny flowers in the dew
the yellow rays of an orange sun
and the sky so blue
yeah yeah hmmmmm hmmmmmm
yeah, this is the place where I live

the mystic dance of the plastic bee
flower to flower as I watch in glee
the laughing brook with it's spirit so free
and the cool shade of the lonely tree
yeah yeah hmmmmm hmmmmmm
yeah, this is the place where I live

the joyous bird with his morning song
and the cotton clouds all along
the sultry noon with its silent scream
and the evening with its orange dream.
yeah yeah hmmmmm hmmmmmm
yeah, this is the place where I live

into the dusk of the dying day
the sparks from the fires start to play
hungry eyes and the meal is done
and again the dream of the orange sun
yeah yeah hmmmmm hmmmmmm
yeah, this is the place where I live

pale stars in the darkening sky
and then the moon begins to fly
right across this jeweled dome
on his nightly journey home
yeah yeah hmmmmm hmmmmmm
yeah, this is the place where I live

then at the crack of dawn
with the world awaking all around
the first rays of the orange sun
give life to every one...
yeah yeah hmmmmm hmmmmmm
yeah, this is the place where I live

~quasi Sept 2001

Saturday, December 04, 2010

Cave

Sunday. At Kanheri.

Cave

Inside the cave of my mind
where the thoughtful bats hang
nobody will ever remind
you, that your insanely humorous gang
has finally fallen behind

the cave is deep
and sometimes the cave is shallow
when the bats start to weep
even the rocky walls sound hollow

there is water in the cave
what a wonderful gift he gave
now we can eat and drink
and think
about what is to come
the whole world drowning in rum

at last! there is company for the bats
we are being invaded by the rats
if the insane humour goes from the eyes
you can see the stark emptiness that lies
in the vast void behind
called the cave of my mind...

quasi 6 Apr 2002