It sometimes strikes me how immensely fortunate I am that each day should take its place in my life, either reddened with the rising and setting sun, or refreshingly cool with deep, dark clouds, or blooming like a white flower in the moonlight. What untold wealth! Rabindranath Tagore
The monsoons in India are life givers but also deadly in their unrelenting showering of millions of tons of water picked up from the Arabian Sea and the Bay of Bengal. It is a wild party for three months. A rave party which leads to life but also death and destruction. I cannot but admire the changing kaleidoscope of the skies with these passing beauties full of water like Dairy cows waiting to be milked. Nature is supreme. Nature will take over if we are not careful, example Chernobyl, humans cannot enter where nature has begun to grow forests and animals are roaming leisurely through this abandoned disaster zone. Let us nurture mother earth, please!
The clouds have no intention of giving up so easily! After a bright moon night, the morning is all shades of gray. The weather bureau though says next few days are going to be bright and sunny after this fog/cloud dissipates. The fight between day and night continues on Earth as in the mind.
Third day goes by without the Sun coming out. I jinxed it. Man proposes and God disposes thus!
Day Three of 3650-September 23, 2018
It’s still raining. Clouds have shut out the sun. Wish we had a similar means to shut up our loquacious leaders.
Life is not so tough for people who read fiction. There is another world waiting for us always to escape to. I truly live inside books and my television set. We book readers are Walter Mittys of the world. At present the book in my hand is The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins. Earlier it was the Woman in the Window. These are all voyeuristic books and popular because we all love to gaze into other people’s lives. They are the modern versions of Hitchcock’s Rear Window. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rear_Window
Right now on television I am hooked to Six Feet Under, CNN’s alleged fake news together with the web news of the LA Times, New York Times and BBC. I also watch TV5Monde trying to improve my French of which I have 3 levels from Alliance Francaise. I watch French movies with English or French subtitles hoping some french will seep into my brain.
I don’t write about our government because the few times I have, I have received threatening phone calls. Ask any journalist freedom of the press is in an abyss. This is an outcome of lackey government spokespeople like Sarah Huckabee Sanders and others of my country whom I don’t have the guts to mention. This government will sink in the coming elections for precisely this high handedness in dealing with commentators and inquisitors. It does not appreciate feedback. Autocratic is my word for it. There are too many negative Yes Minister kinds thriving and abounding. The poor are unhappy claiming rising prices while the government claims inflation is at an historical low. It is very difficult to find the truth here.
My first view of Bengaluru blue sky in ten days. It has been cloudy and raining intermittently. No one seems bothered by the absence of sunlight. The weather is humid turning pleasantly cool at night. A nice breeze blows all the time and it is blissful sitting under the trees.