Twilight pinings...

A.


Will I ever see u again...?

Randomness....

...and I rushed up to have this conversation with all of you...

Still afternoons, always my favourite do this to me...
The conservatory is flushed with warm sunlight and the book in my lap {A Suitable Boy (!!)-why are the ones we fall in love with always unsuitable (?!!)} curls around me in wispy fragrances of remembered long-lost moments...I'm drinking my umpteenth cup of fragrant Earl Grey..and the stillness is a deja vu` of my childhood afternoons in Kisumu with Lake Victoria shimmery in the lost distance with sparkly tears....
The house is quiet and upstairs my son is lost in his own lil world and dreams (i hope) with a lil bit of this and a lil bit of that as thoughts tap dance to the breath of a meandering breeze, now kissing the wild flower 0x-eye daisies in the garden, mingling with the fresh fragrance of mown lawn...
The universe seems concentrated in this one moment, in this stillness when the past, present and future lock seamlessly together in a moist kiss of drizzling rain and childhood is but today and death but an end of a dreamt yesterday...
Life is but a glutton of moments bursting with pleasure and pain and pleasurable pain..enriching and thirsting all at once and perched on the edge, I am greedy for more....
...never-ending conversations-of this sort-with the core-kind of more....

Mischief!

Diving into the blue
glass sky; riding
desperate laughter
mesmerised and
shy; life a vagabond,
a trip of ecstacy;
a sublime sigh,
a lovers tiff; a tear
licked off the lips;
a French kiss; a jagged
cliff…

life playing mischief!