Tuesday, February 2, 2010

If the doors of perception were cleansed.......

Every traveler has in his heart a dream destination that he has always aspired to visit. Its snow capped mountains for some, golden beaches for others or maybe a virgin island somewhere distant. My dream destination is a GRAVE.

Astonishing, but true! If I ever get a wish or lots of money to at least arrange the tickets, I would run away to this grave at Père Lachaise Cemetery in eastern Paris and witness one of the most eternal, imperishable souls ever - legendary Jim Morrison.

The doors have always been close to my heart. Jim Morrison is an idol whom you won’t want to emulate. How often one can categorize a person in such a league?

I don’t want to follow his lifestyle, but yes, from my hectic, chaotic schedule, I do want to take little pockets of time and reach the state of infinite and test the bounds of reality.
How elastic is reality? Will it survive the tortures I force on it, just like it does to me? I do not back off. I fight, survive. And with each torture, which life forces on me, I grow stronger, mightier. Why would it not be true if it’s done the other way around?
Jus few questions, whose answers I can only find if I am close to the legend’s soul and talk to him. :-)

You died, but not before challenging life. I will live and do that.

"If the doors of perception were cleansed / All things would appear as they are.. infinite" - William Blake.

Monday, February 1, 2010

we have got new occupants in our house



PAPA, MOM AND ME..

I have recently bought few plants, one of daisy and other unknown flowers, for our house. These flowers were the reasons, good enough, to keep me occupied entire morning.




Both the flowers live in complete harmony with each other. No communal tension.





A happy little family.... Man, woman and their little child?





We have a newly wedded couple aswell.. surely a couple's retreat :-)


and the girl next door.......







And yes.. they pay their taxes as well.. ontime








I wonder how a green plants stuck in dull brown mud... creates such colour