"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

freedom

Fear Of Flying?

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“Bird-kites” fly over the beach at sunset.

We set out on the road once more.

Picture taken on Calicut beach, Kerala

 


A Stroll On The Beach: Freedom

A child breaks free on the sands of Payyambalam beach in Kannur.


Tweaking The Dream

I will never do this:

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But could try this later:


I must try to accept my limits gracefully..

while joyfully exploring the countless opportunities life still offers.

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A few months back, I entertained the fantasy of buying a motorbike, then driving along the local roads, with the wind streaming through what’s left of my hair.

The byzantine workings of Indian bureaucracy slowly but inexorably sank that illusion.

But my plan could be tweaked a little. The idea is not totally unattainable.

Anu, my houseboy, has just acquired a motorbike.

He has only recently passed his driving test and lacks experience.

But Anu is sensible and the bike is not powerful.

When he has gained experience and confidence I hope to live my dream vicariously,

as one of life’s pillion passengers .

But first, there’s a helmet to be bought…

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Personal Boundaries

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Experience suggests that life comes with limits.

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I tell myself that the Art of Living

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May lie in ways of

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Working with these personal boundaries..

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Orpheo ed Euridice” sung by Kathleen Ferrier

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Rather than railing against them.

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Indian Rope Tricks

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“We learn the rope of life by untying its knots.”   Jean Toomer

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“The greatest blunders, like the thickest ropes, are often compounded of a multitude of strands. Take the rope apart, separate it into the small threads that compose it, and you can break them one by one. You think, “That is all there was!” But twist”    Victor Hugo

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Caught On A Wire

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Like a bird on the wire,

like a drunk in a midnight choir

I have tried in my way to be free.

Like a baby, stillborn,

like a beast with his horn

I have torn everyone who reached out for me.

( From “Bird On The Wire” by Leonard Cohen)

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Photographs of a discarded snake-skin & plastic bag caught upon the razor and barbed-wire, that surround our local Naval base.