tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250710402534894008.post3262486727966503343..comments2023-10-02T13:50:34.166+05:30Comments on Scattered Poems: Buddha's little island Sumanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11251497690649264925noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250710402534894008.post-57895835523709213932013-02-14T17:35:55.939+05:302013-02-14T17:35:55.939+05:30I can understand the geographical dilemma, more so...I can understand the geographical dilemma, more so when I see and read about your (and all those on the other side of the globe) winter woes. But do believe me when I say this - I am a tad envious of that white blanket, for I do miss snow and the ethereal world it brings with it. Hope all's well in the hills. Sumanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11251497690649264925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250710402534894008.post-69276595425656712812013-02-14T02:44:30.289+05:302013-02-14T02:44:30.289+05:30What beautiful pictures and words. It is hard to ...What beautiful pictures and words. It is hard to imagine you over there while we sit with snow outside and ice on the track. Very good to catch up with you.Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250710402534894008.post-57990396659730928612013-02-12T13:41:44.188+05:302013-02-12T13:41:44.188+05:30Dear Jane and Lance, that love metaphor is just wo...Dear Jane and Lance, that love metaphor is just wonderful! And so very befitting too. I think I have confused you with my patchy writing - it is my parents who visited us, although it'd have been nicer the way you understood it. But either ways, I got to bask in the love and Mum's food, so who's complaining! Sumanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11251497690649264925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250710402534894008.post-7955247477174629962013-02-12T13:35:36.714+05:302013-02-12T13:35:36.714+05:30How beautifully you put it! Yes, that's the on...How beautifully you put it! Yes, that's the only place where one can be just oneself, leaving behind the constant demands of the careworn world. Sumanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11251497690649264925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250710402534894008.post-74590776548923175992013-02-12T13:33:38.706+05:302013-02-12T13:33:38.706+05:30Dear Celine, I'm sure you'll love this pla...Dear Celine, I'm sure you'll love this place but I don't think you'll be able to take it. Perhaps a green, monsoon-soaked July/August day would be the best time to visit the island.<br /> <br />Parents have left; it's exactly a week today, but I still miss them. Sumanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11251497690649264925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250710402534894008.post-48425889629730495382013-02-09T21:30:36.683+05:302013-02-09T21:30:36.683+05:30Dear Suman. I love this quote and your pictures! I...Dear Suman. I love this quote and your pictures! I would like to visit this wonderful Island one day. It’s so peaceful!<br />Loving parents are a gift, a present from life!! These moments are precious.<br />Celinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11933533883740072254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250710402534894008.post-13636240934748589222013-02-08T11:59:39.590+05:302013-02-08T11:59:39.590+05:30There's no nurturing like that from your paren...There's no nurturing like that from your parents - there's no rest like under your parents' roof - no better place for getting back that little part of yourself that says 'girl' when to the world you present Woman. I wanted some of that chai.Pondsidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02407539138546412482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8250710402534894008.post-26955960885345917482013-02-07T18:55:43.554+05:302013-02-07T18:55:43.554+05:30Hello Suman:
What a beguiling image you create of ...Hello Suman:<br />What a beguiling image you create of the memories of your childhood emerging through the mist of the steam emerging from the hot drink.Beautiful!<br /><br />And, how lovely those visits must have been to the tiny Buddha island where peace and tranquillity was all pervading and all the senses could be heightened as a result. Yes, we can well see that your visit home to the welcome and comfort of your parents would have been every bit as wonderful. And, of course, however hard it must have been to leave, they are, inevitably, like love, always present if one only cherishes and reflects upon it. Jane and Lance Hattatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16831890261259302647noreply@blogger.com