vivek sekar

When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been and there you will always long to return. — Leonardo da Vinci

Tag: Thoughts

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past are the days, when there was an echo back to the murmurs, chat, and shouts. when the words from one side meant to the other and the words that echoed back made the sense. when questions had answers, when answers raised questions, that led to more answers, but now questions lead to more questions [...]

Ecstasy

the bright arctic sun goes down and brings about the light blue dusk into the horizon. and the temperature follows suit by going down a few notch below zero. the skies calm down with an eerie gradient from bluish green to blue and dark navy blue. and the breeze coming in from the sea across to [...]

change is what i need

25 years have come by and each day , week, month and year has been a change. but this time around, its a change in my address 25 years, and close to 20 changes in my address, some within a city, some to new cities, and some to new countries. now i demand change for [...]

desire

untamed, hidden in labyrinths, natures bounty waiting to be experienced and explored but not unveiled to the world. rugged peaks, gorges, lakes and valleys. marooned islands, turquoise blue beaches and white sands. as the sun comes down. walking on a trail, alone surrounded by the space around and nothing else, nature echoing and answering the [...]

layers

first and then second, taking a breather. followed by the third and fourth. zipping them together and sealing all the open ends. entering the first gas chamber, as the temperature takes a dip. through the shaft, i move down to the lower layers to near the door to the second gas chamber. clicking and a [...]

art

i read this at shekhar kapur’s blog, and found them to pretty much resonate what is in my mind, but with a touch of simplicity and elegance on how its written. The most creative words I know are ” I don’t know” . If you know, then there is no yearning and no art. Because [...]