It's a wrap. or Packing up for good.

How do you say bye to a city you love?


I've been delaying packing and actually, delaying dealing with the fact that I'm saying bye bye to Ahmedabad. But now there's only a week left and I have to be real.
Don't want to pack. Will have to begin to call movers and packers today.

And winter's finally here (even though it took a dizzy Phyan to bring it over). It's grey and cold.
Nice change.



Nice change.

...

hot chilli peppers in the blistering sun

another ode, some more yellow flowers

neighbors...

workspace ~ goodnight

views

something sumptious

sometimes

looking back

these past few months have been heavy.

and these coming months are going to haphazard too considering the plans i'm making.

but it's always a good feeling to look back at my sketchbooks once the storm has passed.

this, from my new house

waiting to experience this house in the rains...

The end of last month's sketchbook

How things had become

I've done this before

two chairs

A brother for poetry

Something new is going to come up.
But as of now I'm doing my best to stay afloat.

My four brothers (according to Indonesian culture) and a blue stone are taking care of me and this time around, the first time ever I swear, I am taking care of me, too.

Old pages

I haven't drawn or photographed anything in really long.
Was busy busy with house-hunting and then packing and then moving and still the new house is too isolated and cold. I think I'm going to look for another place still.
I tried to feel okay in the new house but I resented going back there each evening, feeling such a sigh of relief as soon as I locked the door and walked out of it. But still, each time I walked up the stairs and unlocked the door, that stupid little sense of belonging tried to get into the house too.
Sigh, too much confusion.
And so I came home, to my parents' place to relax for a bit.

Soliloquy on this Sunday

yesterday

tea under the tree etc

A friend came over, we had tea and chatted. Lots of us were there. Then he shared with us the story of his short film that he's making. We discussed it for a good part of the hour and then we went out for dinner.
At one of the traffic signals a little boy was selling something that flashed lights. This is what it is! :)


And we ate yummy kebabs.

Still in a funk

It's a late afternoon

I haven't been enjoying my work lately.
So today I've decided to paint a little, draw and doodle a little, read a little and think a little. Hope I can relax and think clearly about everything today. Will try and find some good Assam tea that dee's asked me to taste.

Have a nice day everyone :)

In Bombay for the day, enroute to Goa

Cherry tree, Saal, Goa

girl, water

Meet Suzanne

She'll be coming around soon!

It's all been white

for sometime now and I'm soaking myself in this whiteness.

21st feb

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After

Finding peace