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This world to that....


Now that I am ready to move I have started to pack and as I take stock of things I have gathered over the one year ,it leaves me thoughtful.What did I need to survive?I needed my several pair of jeans,I think I lived casually in those the entire non-working hours and even tried squeezing the non-discrete black ones to work.
I gave in to winters and bought a jacket and a pure woollen coat.
I bought stationaries and more stationaries,I seem to have a fetish for notebooks because I can write and take down notes wherever I go before i jot them into my blog.I bought a kindle,a small laptop ,a jam box,a beautiful guitar,a panflute,pastels ,art book,an Ashford calender of art,t-shirts from Tate,sketch pencils,a water bottle and a small backpack.
Some of the norebooks I would have to shed,the ones I have written in because most of it is already duplicated in my blog.
In these years of my life I am slowly but surely learning to filter the things that I need and the things I can do without.
This is the last week of my time in Ashford....perhaps I will never come this way in my life....it has been a rich experience...of introspection...learning...discovering myself,...my vulnerabilities.
My next stop Kachwa....Varanasi...I look forward to the human conundrum UP is ,I look forward to visiting the ghats ..to see the vastness of the human sea....the pain,the sweat,the grime,the heat,my friend mosquitoes,watching the fan whirr on the ceiling at it's pace while I sweat gallons,I look forward to bumping through pot-holes,manoevering through rickshaws,cows,chckens and rarely ducks ,men riding pilion with guns slung over their shoulder...I look forward to connecting to the heart of heartland..weather and otherwise.
i look forward to painting my world a year hence.



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