Rarely have i come across people who speak my language.....people have always found it difficult to look through me....and ive found it rather empty looking through blank faces and hazy minds....
I should have written a reply to the mail i recieved today..but instead i chose to put it down on my blog..to share someone's view on life....views that have really impressed me....coz of its simplicity and approach...
When i was 11 years old i wrote an E-mail to the discovery channel stating how i really wanted work for a travel show,to walk in the deserts of Africs...climb the Alps...meet the dolphins....blah blah....n gave them 20 stupid reasons why i was the right girl for them....i never got a reply...but i still have that mail saved on my comp.......it just keeps me in touch with my 'self'....well (stupid)self....
In response to the mail all i can say is:
A autumn wind
More white
Than the rocks in the rocky mountain..
Spring evening
To the half dying incense
I add it...
The moon shines at the zenith
I pass poor quarters....
I caught a petal fallen from cherry tree in my hand
Opening the fist
I find nothing there....
The flap of a bat,
drip drip of monsoon waters
Ancient image stares...
Spring departs
Birds cry
Fishes' eyes are filled with tears....
The moon
Above the snow-covered mountain
Dropped hailstones....
Dream of a winter butterfly.
A drop of melted snow
In the Karakorams....
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