My hotel room in Sivakasi

My hotel room in Sivakasi 

The mountains and my ancestors

The mountains and my ancestors 

The mountains and my ancestors These mountains…

The mountains and my ancestors

These mountains had existed
When my ancestors had lived
They had roamed their risky ridges
Their tall silhouettes scurrying for cover
When dark silences echoed in the hollows
A silky sky touched the mountaintop
While fluffy cotton clouds had cast
Diaphanous shadows on their flanks
In the unblinking moments of my eyes
They saw my foolish childhood
in knickers, asking silly questions
These were the very questions
That were asked by my ancestors
Who wore foolish togas and thought
They mastered the mountains end to end.

The rice fields and the mountains

The rice fields and the mountains 

The rice fields

The rice fields 

The paddy fields

The paddy fields 

The mountains and my ancestors

The mountains and my ancestors 

The mountains and my ancestors These mountains h…

The mountains and my ancestors

These mountains had existed
When my ancestors had lived
They had roamed their risky ridges
Their tall silhouettes scurrying for cover
When dark silences echoed in the hollows
A silky sky touched the mountaintop
While fluffy cotton clouds had cast
Diaphanous shadows on their flanks
In the unblinking moments of my eyes
They saw my foolish childhood
in knickers, asking silly questions
These were the very questions
That were asked by my ancestors
Who wore foolish togas and thought
They mastered the mountains end to end.

The paddy fields

The paddy fields 

The mountains and lakes

The mountains and lakes