In between two long bus rides, a weekend went vooshing by in the blink of an eye. Two days of fun, chocolate, muscle pain, joy, learning, pourin rain, flyin, learnin to flyin, carbo-plus drinkin, playin, vitamin-i, smooth floats, good-Ds, WOWs filled hours will linger for some good time now…
livin it live, may the blink of an eye last a life time… and for the memories here are some more 
this evening its with nomad heart… and sawana durga as peaceful as ever…
colours around…
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Caught in the wildfire? Blinded by the smoke? Things happen when things not supposed to happen, happen.
One more of the colorful windy evenings.
Soon it will be history as the new airport comes up in the vicinity. Whatever the ‘urban-progress’ does, thanks to folks at Adreno it was an evening that will linger on.
… and some more are here 
or is it ignorance?
There was a small home, there was some hope. Then came the half-baked knowledge of humans.
If the evolution has put the chemicals in place to record the series of acts for a Nightjar, it would have found itself making an impression of the series of events as one man came, a fire followed soon after and the man came again with clickety sound… Till it finds itself capable of distinguishing individuals, it might probably have impression of fire followed by a human…
Darn God knows how many such homes got destroyed… getting destroyed… how many hopes…!!
There was a young girl, age still in single digit. She was with her father who was overseeing an hall full of folks writing certain test. She took the pair of scissors lying around and started cutting the some paper. Her father noticed it. Next moment one could see him gathering some paper came as a wrapper for something, unusable for anything now and gave them all to the daughter. And she just had all the freedom with the pair of scissors and the waste paper and encouragement from her father to do a “mess” of it.
I just kept wondering how many parents, esp the young parents would do it?
ps: young-parents, well, usually these people give me lot of food for thought…
