Char oli

Sagar pohat bahubalane, naav tayasi milo na milo re,

Swayech jo tejonidhi tarani, tad gruhi deep jalo na jalo re.

Jo Kari Karm Ahetu, Ved Tayas Kalo Na Kalo Re

Toad

Why should I let the toad work
Squat on my life?
Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork
And drive the brute off?

Six days of the week it soils
With its sickening poison -
Just for paying a few bills!
That’s out of…

San Francisco nights…

Had dinner with some friends at Union Square, then went to a Hookah place in the Tenderloin! I really enjoy a hookah, so I thought I’ll buy one. There was a smoke shop across the street. It was one of those neglected old shops, dust on the boxes, old bored proprietor at the counter, cheap…

The ride home.

A moving metropolis, a salad of individuals!

Crisp, efficient and green.

The regulars, with their practiced moves,

The newbies, with their deer-in-the-headlights looks,

The naked truth

“In order to swim one takes off all one’s clothes — in order to aspire to the truth one must undress in a far more inward sense, divest oneself of all one’s inward clothes, of thoughts, conceptions, selfishness etc. before one is sufficiently naked.”