Fort Kochi, Kerala, India
Author Archives: Anjali
I am a 34 year old seeker and traveller. I seek time arresters and travel everyday to different beautiful realms through poetry, photography, music, dance and architecture.
Poetry is my blood. Camera is my favourite accessory. Music and dance is my fuel. And spaghetti is my soul.
little people in red
Fort Kochi, India
Walking an ant’s path
They say they know it all.. they say they have learnt it all.. walking around with that pride their empty eyes showed nothing but neglect. Their eyes at the back, slowly moving across that narrow path, they reached nowhere, but into this web the web of people and past.. I learnt it too,Continue reading “Walking an ant’s path”
A native outlander
Am back.. seeing the same things.. the same things that changed. I believed, I had a new heart, a new eyes.. and thought this new me could speak speak of every logic it could gather. But today, I realise, it was all the same after all. I felt, Comfort in the beginning, angerContinue reading “A native outlander”
it closed with a click..bounding them forever…
Paris, France
they have seen the city as none have..they know the rhythm of the roads, time the bridges move up, to the little mice holes near the canal side
Amsterdam, Nederland
rising high..it lured the new eyes into the gondolas..
Venice, Italy
Esmeralda, Invisible Cities, Italo Calvino
Along it went, taking me through its roller coaster path curving and zig-zagging, ears ringing with the roaring heartbeats I reached high above raising my arm, I touched the giant moon I sweeped through the roof dust, watched the drama on the tenth level living room, tried reaching the high oars of the boatmen every turn, everyContinue reading “Esmeralda, Invisible Cities, Italo Calvino”
HEAR NOTHING!
TempleHof, Berlin, Germany
the tiny lightbearers advanced ahead..lighting and comforting
Venice, Italy
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