A rainbow in my water

Some words have been sculpted to perfection. But these words do not reveal their meanings to us often. Today, I was privy to a few of them:

Dazzling, Shattering, Scintillating, Stupendous, Glittering, Overwhelming...

There was a rainbow in my water. It was fed by the rays of the sun. The glass was half full and the rainbow was fully gone. It carried with it solitude's stench. But there was a rainbow, though there was no thirst to quench.

The bamboo chairs gleamed in the afternoon sunlight streaming through straw-curtains while elderly germans peered into their laptops. There was an Indian kid next to me, trying very hard to impress his quasi-americanness on everyone around him. Or was it quasi-germanness?

The steak was red and peppered, while the potato was creamy and looked a little sick. A hungry squirrel entertained everyone there with his fight for survival while the bamboo chairs gleamed on.

The streets welcomed me back with purple and indigo and yellow. How many colors! How many trees! Where had they gone? The buildings scattered around the street blocked the sunlight every now and then, creating pools of gloom that still glittered with the multitude of markets stacked with fruits. The fruits were dancing, shamelessly displaying their peels and their seeds.

I had long since taken a decision to travel and write and enlighten myself. But I never thought that I would be travelling between my house and various little pieces of heaven fifteen minutes away. The road is always there - the same road that leads out of the house leads to the mountains. It is the same road that connects people. And it dazzles with the dust off the shoes of fellow dreamers.

Put me on a highway. Show me a sign. And take it to the limit - one more time...

PS: While on the subject, I have started a new blog that I may never update but hope to. You can visit it at http://diamondsoflucy.blogspot.com I am planning to use it as a blog meant only for my weird translations of various works in Tamil. That's all.