listening to waves
Week 2 at my new station. Still not settled, sharing rooms, luggage still packed. It may take another 3 weeks before i open up my luggage. A beautiful place, humid, new for me but still a beautiful place. It is close to nature. People are close to reality, I like it.
When I talk with people, actually, when I try to speak with people, it is interesting and comforting, I don’t understand them and they do not understand me. I like it this way, language is not the mode, expression is, we understand other’s need and guess what them wants to know and respond.
Met two Rajkot guys yesterday, felt good. My gujarati is not as good as it was, but it felt good. ” arth nu avakash hova joiye”.
Since there are no english news papers and news too is in local language, I don’t know what is going on in the country, so, I won’t talk much of that, away from the logics of world and society, it is comforting for me out here.
last wednesday, i spent an hour listening to waves, it felt homely, if felt betterr, i felt loved. somebody still remembers me, it comforts.