I Saw Rhythm

In the middle of a sudden cool and dusty evening breeze, there was a group of folk artists collected outside an eating joint. The men (more in number than the women) were dressed in white kurta pajamas and the 3 women in orange ghagras. They played their 'daphlis' and flutes to make wonderously simple yet captivating music, to which they danced making moves so natural and harmonized, it was like watching some perfect rhythm spontaneously come alive to celebrate a weather so pleasantly sudden.
I wanted to just stand there and watch, unwilling to leave the sight and sound. It made me wonder, what if I could travel the country at leisure and get to witness more such spectacles. The country is so vast and brimming with culture, it would be like a feast.
Folk culture can be so engaging is something I realised only after sighting a few men and women in celebration outside a local eating joint...just imagine how engaging its going to be once I get to see it in its actual environment, in full splendour!

Take me higher

Certain moments in life are so wonderfully unforgettable that you'd dream about them every minute you get. The desire to relive those moments and relive them in slow motion can be so overpowering.. Reliving such moments are like stimulants--it gives you a euphoric high!