Every summer seems to be passing away faster, something to do with being on the downhill side of life’s curve. My truck and I have spent a last few summer weekend nights at many a trailheads in the Colorado Rockies, before making an early morning run to the summit. Nights in the back of truck, watching stars winking complicitly at gliding moon evokes memories of a different time, a different place, when sleeping quarters with star gazing view was the norm, and not optional….entire neighborhood had it. So much has changed. The man in the mirror looks unusually grizzled and grumpy. Gardening and Golf are excitement now. Tomatoes are ripening late and peppers are not so hot this year. Zucchini and squash are reproducing like bunnies. After cooking them every way possible, now we are giving them away to unsuspecting guests and colleagues. I grind some salsa, whip up guacamole, an extra strong Margarita. I press the play button and Jagjit Singh comes on…..as if right on cue….and adds to the contemplative mood…..or perhaps Margarita wasn’t as strong as I thought. Yeh jo zindagi ki Kitab Hai, Yeh kitab bhi kya kitab hai. Kahin ik haseen sa Khaab hai, To kahin jaan leva ajaab hai (This book of life is quite a deal A beautiful dream some times, And sometimes, a torturous ordeal)
Posted on: Mon, 29 Jul 2013 01:20:01 +0000
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