Posts tagged “Goa

Manger

Posted on December 9, 2012


A babe born in a manger, a piece of chocolate (something) handy, or an attempt to Martha Stewaring. Oh it all comes so suddenly and possessively (with eyes wide open on the ssessively part)

I wouldn’t change a thing, well maybe the shopping part.

There is much to celebrate.

At least that’s what I think.

For an instant life is sweeter, yet some things are still melancholic. We may look backwards, or maybe forwards, but the thing is.. regardless of direction, we are looking and we looking for something.
I don’t know.. it might just be. Love.

 

“He came upon a midnight clear*
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold
With peaceful wings unfurled,
their heavenly music floats
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendors fling,
And the whole world give back the song
Which now the angels sing”
*Paragraphs from the gorgeous and well known hymn, I betcha you know it.

Some of these photos are from last year which I melancholically unfilled just because.

Sister Notes

Posted on November 27, 2012

My sister said: “I am coming to India” She would bring cheese and chocolate coins in her suitcase Our big plans: talk Bollywood in Mumbai swim in Goa have Thanksgiving in Calcutta and eat obscene amounts of nan bread And never forget any of this. Ever. My sister’s happy-go-lucky approach to a lot of things- like waking up at 5AM to visit a fish market (so fishy we had to wash off fish scales of our arms and legs), or wearing Converse with multicolor shoelaces, or attempting to film Mumford and Sons’ ‘The Cave’ videoclip while riding scooters- the very thought of her makes my eyes droopy and my face warm and round(er) I love her, oh so much FIN