Friday, September 28, 2007
The moon is high and there's a stirring in my bones
I chose not to listen to the subliminal tones
That awaken the deep dark senses that often do prevail
In substantial notions of this autumnal tale.
My leaves are slowly falling, turning red and gold
My senses tend to delve, into my stories never told
I'm grasping to the colours that transcend time and space
My actions are my answers, it's another winter that I face.
The feeling is of excitement, a travelling that lasts
of moving on to present, beyond a sea of pasts
I'm sailing on an ocean, come rolling from a stream
My life to me has become a consequential dream.
Thank you for this magic, this ever present sound,
That skips across the the universe with peace and love abound.
My roots are growing deeper, my life is flying high,
I'm understandably soaring way beyond the sky
And into such proportions of peacefulness I seek,
of lessons that I gather, and experience that I speak.
Sunday, September 02, 2007
So this epic journey around India begins. I'm travelling around the country for a month, picking the brains of young Indians, to find out what's going on in the minds of our current generation.
The show is called 'My India report', where 6 of us travel to 8 different cities all over India. You can follow our travels on our blog before the blogumentary comes out on Channel V.
So check out
And much love from Mumbai,
P.S. I'm off to Ahmedabad tomorrow.