Same day but a different post altogether. I have been listening to Ashfaq Ahmad and Wasif Ali Wasif. Although the latter is harder to digest...truth in its original form so harder to apply. I love it when you find somebody good and he leads you to something even better. Like through Ashfaq Ahmad I found Wasif Ali Wasif and Iqbal led me to Rumi. A seminar on Wasif Ali Wasif on Youtube led me to Orya...I have forgotten his last name but listening to only one lecture made me go...aha another great discovery! Life really does go in a circle. Alhamdulillah. :)
Over a cup of chai
Saturday, April 30, 2011
I am sitting in my garden and its Maghrib. I want to write impromtu, without any fear of grammatical errors or structure related riff raff. I just want to let my fingers loose on the keyboard. It feels as good as writing with the pen, perhaps less labour intensive. :) Hmmm i wouldn't mind the occasional smiley.
An interruption by my husband...
Before the light of this day fails I just want to tap on as much as I can. Will it be possible to get something good out? Does not matter. This is only for enjoyment.
My little fuschia, lime green, and yellow pots are whispering to me. The computer screen is suddenly becoming sooo much more clearer as it gets darker. Porcelain mushrooms I managed to buy from my favourite nursery smile at me. Its good to feel happy and snug after a long time.
An interruption by my husband...
Before the light of this day fails I just want to tap on as much as I can. Will it be possible to get something good out? Does not matter. This is only for enjoyment.
My little fuschia, lime green, and yellow pots are whispering to me. The computer screen is suddenly becoming sooo much more clearer as it gets darker. Porcelain mushrooms I managed to buy from my favourite nursery smile at me. Its good to feel happy and snug after a long time.
