Make plans to go outside
Drop them if it’s raining
Gather the world in your head
And steep into life
Like tea leaves in water
Let others remember your touch
At the tip of their hearts
-adee, June 28, 2015 @delhidreams
Half past one on a beautiful Sunday. It was raining outside. I wanted to go to the Hampstead Heath and spend time there enjoying the family day celebrations. An Indian, more specifically a Rajasthani band was supposed to perform but I wasn’t sure if anything would be on as the rain became more than a drizzle. Anyways, I made a cup of Yorkshire tea and was reading this insanely good book ‘How to Stay Sane’ by Phillipa Perry. This poem arose from the deliberations I’ve been having with myself, about doubting my creativity and the nature of creativity itself.
Born in New Delhi, India in 1980 and is a retired pessimist (still) living in New Delhi. He has Haryanvi ancestors, a Punjabi girlfriend, friends all over the world, two (or more) yet to be born children, (many) memories of (many) pet dogs and no cats ever. He holds an honours degree in English Literature from the University of Delhi and creates advertisements for paying the bills. His interests are universal, and include: living, eating, sleeping and when not sleeping, daydreaming. Other abiding interests include reading, writing, street photography, newspaper editorials, watching the moon and planning trekking trips that never materialize.
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