14-01-2000
11.36 a.m.
.... Yesterday was Lohri, the festival of fire. I was at a friend's place and we kept awake till about midnight; talking and munching peanuts and rewaris around a warm ring of fire, from which yellow-blue tounges of flames would leap up at us. My friend's wife narrated the story of Nachiketa, a character from the mythology. It was a fabulous evening, full of laughter, song and dance, ending with noodles and coffee.....
.... and today is a lovely day, as though all that was good last evening has been carried forward to the morning.The day is more than bright with clear blue skies and a gentle breeze.The universiy has declared a holiday for sankrant and I am at a cyber station close to my place, wishing to write about my joy.
11.36 a.m.
.... Yesterday was Lohri, the festival of fire. I was at a friend's place and we kept awake till about midnight; talking and munching peanuts and rewaris around a warm ring of fire, from which yellow-blue tounges of flames would leap up at us. My friend's wife narrated the story of Nachiketa, a character from the mythology. It was a fabulous evening, full of laughter, song and dance, ending with noodles and coffee.....
.... and today is a lovely day, as though all that was good last evening has been carried forward to the morning.The day is more than bright with clear blue skies and a gentle breeze.The universiy has declared a holiday for sankrant and I am at a cyber station close to my place, wishing to write about my joy.
But I will quit writing hoping that the coziness of the day seeps deep into my mind and body. I have felt really chilled and out of sorts in the last few days. I will walk on a sunlit road now.....to surrender myself to light and warmth.... and then I am going to go to my house and lie down on a folding bed on the rooftop to listen to the breeze as it brushes past and look at the deep blue infinity of the sky and the long, stable flights of the eagles across it....
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