Inspired ?

It is everywhere. Though sometimes, you just get moved by little things, some significant and some not, without ever taking it further and doing something productive about it. (Unless you call scribbling like this productive) Things that make you ponder. And wonder. Some of the things in the recent past that moved me. Strictly not in order the so called inspiration.

-Listening to ‘Kaatyayani’ sung by Bombay Jayashri at the Coke Studio sessions on repeat for half a day, the amount of character the slightest pause adds and the magic of listening to someone become one with ‘shruti’.

-Shopping at Blossoms Book Store being transported into a world where reality becomes surreal. And where you sincerely pity people who don’t read and have no idea what they are missing out on.

-A first presentation at work and being able to be a part of discovery and design, and seeing spaces evolve, and seeing houses that aren’t just spaces to exist in but to live life.

-Watching a leaf idly flutter by and discussing how your perception of the leaf reflects you. Whether you see joy or sorrow, or just inertia. 

-Watching a couple of four year olds play running and catching around a car, and shrieking in genuine surprise and amusement each time the ‘runner’ encounters the ‘catcher’ within the small radius.

-Catching up with a friend by discussing probability theory and life an odd hour of the night, and trying to make sense of existence using the unlikeliest analogies.

-Teaching middle school mathematics to a girl fighting cancer and actually being able to watch her change from extreme reluctance to sit in the class to actually enjoying subtracting fractions.

-Watching a baby mark her first year in the world, content playing with a hairbrush oblivious to the surrounding chaos, while her parents celebrate the miracle of her birth.

-Finding those moments when you are alone with your thoughts when the Bangalore evening weather is at its pleasant best, that make you want to freeze time forever. Such as now.