Off late I've been working in an office. A first, for me. It's been fun. I dial a certain number and ask for a coffee, every two hours or so. But the project is almost over now and I'm back to what I enjoy doing. So this week I'm going to visit the children at Manav Sadhna everyday, again. And we're getting more and more people interested in getting their walls painted by us. Planning to name our team, the mural making team. I'm looking forward to going home, soon.
Life isn't bad at all. It's fun and full of things to do everyday, these days. But I'm going to miss someone who left today.
Friday, February 9
Lovely days Sunshine, joy, love and so many little children around.
We're doing more and more murals, as a team, for clients.
Life can be so beautiful. One minute you're feeling lost and directionless. But you get into the auto nevertheless to go to the lovely ngo you've been going to everyday. You reach a red light where you'd given out some toffees to some beggar children who'd come asking for money. You remember them for a moment. The next moment, you notice a little head popping in, looking at you in the auto rickshaw. It's the same girl. She smiles at you, greets you in a familiar manner. You feel happy, smile back. She asks for money, out of habit. You talk to her, ask her her name instead, out of habit. She looks at your earrings, says her name is Pinky. She touches your ears. Another boy comes along. Then another. And another. And another one still. They touch your nose ring, your hair, pat your cheeks. You feel like a doll, enjoy it, let them do it. You're happy. They're happy. You tell them the light's going to turn green soon and that they should go back lest they get hurt. They keep smiling, touching you with their soft, hardened fingers. They smile, say bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
bye bye bye till you can no longer see them. The light turns green, you go away smiling.
Friday, January 19
Had a great two days, these past two days. I'm springing back again. Moving to a new place today or tomorrow.
Silly goosewilly things that make days turn into osmotic nights and vice versa. For most part, this is balderdash that only makes sense to me.
May those of you who tread past and understand not a thing, rest in peace.