Tonight I pack.
Tomorrow I fly…
Picture taken beside Loch Lomond, during my return visit to Britain
Saying goodbye to family or friends is always a little difficult.
Saying goodbye to my first grandchild, knowing I’m unlikely to see him again for at least a year, is even more poignant.
Nine thousand miles can seem an awfully long way…
Picture of me with my grandson taken by my daughter-in-law
The twilight tryst:
“I must climb alone, dear friend:
Yours is a different path to fly.”
The nervous embrace of new, and separate, adventures:
The wry acceptance of an awkward au revoir.
Picture taken on the seafront, Fort Cochin.
As an old and weary year makes way for something new, Fort Cochin celebrates on the beach.
Happy crowds assemble.
Police, in high-profile but good humour, watch over events.
Fireworks, friendship, cameras, laughter, singing, and even space-restricted dancing, all play their parts.
The previous year’s “Santa Claus” is set alight:
a custom I have seen nowhere else!
Then, as the final fireworks die, an excited but tired crowd quietly fades,
like ghosts of the recently departed year.
This celebration of memories, hopes and dreams is over.
Happy New Year!
Pictures taken on Fort Cochin Beach at midnight, New Year’s Eve.
I sit in the airport lounge.
Fragmented English memories of both failure and happiness now behind me.
The warmth, excitement and comforts of life in India await my return.
An apt metaphor of my life:
A life in transit.
A muezzin sounds its plaintive summons to prayer:
An invitation extended to all who travel light, or with heavy burdens.
My heart is touched.
But lies elsewhere.
Picture of the June sky taken in London. Those of the airport are taken from the Emirates transit lounge in Dubai.
Farewell To A Queen
I watch and wait.
Watching as the sun slips down
Past the fishing nets
Into gently lapping golden waves.
Waiting for a queen of royal lineage.
The crowd quietens,
Then breaks into cheers.
She has appeared.
The Queen sails majestically out of harbour,
And with her,
Photographs taken as my friends left Fort Cochin on the Queen Elizabeth yesterday and sailed off into the Arabian Sea.