there are islands, and then there are islands within islands.
There are feelings and then there are feelings within feelings.
Dahanu was felt today in the morning so strongly.
that i cried within the body.
Paschim express starting from amritsar
the nagari of the gurus, guru raam daas
touching delhi, my home my city
reaching for 2 minutes at Dahanu road
an afternoon time where i jump off,
and be free of life, of my existing views
of cafes, bricks, cars and departmental stores.
is where some one teaches
teaches how to be
which start in the ambrosial hour
and go on with the energy of the sun.
we do so many mental trips
live out our emotions in planning
that i take this flight, then this taxi, then this road, then this train
then a covid test, checking flight timings, airlines, that we feel
we must do it now, because we have lived it in our head so much.
I can now maybe draw a drawing, reflecting how i feel in this moment
when plans of the head do not meet the realities
because Maharashtra has rising cases of Covid
that the other is busy
that one day is too tiring
that its just not the time
that i should now breathe
and breathe more
and write more
dip into paper