PLUTO

“How come ”, Pluto queried, “You have never really taken good close-up photos of me, and posted it on the net?” “But I did,Pluto,” I said. “I wrote a whole post about you”. Pluto looked at me suspiciously. Then he gave his cunning smile and sniggered. “You know, my photos would attract all my followers to your blog. Your traffic will increase”.

I was irritated.”Pluto, let’s get it clear. Your photos or no photos, my blog friends would still log in”.

Pluto this time chortled. “Put my full size photographs and see the effect. After all, I am THE pug who talks. And more ladies cuddle me than you ever could imagine!!!!!”

With this true and piercing barb, he walked away. As if on cue, the doorbell rang and several young girls waltzed in.”Hi uncle,” they said.”Can we play with Pluto?”  Pluto had already started licking them. I sort of sensed his triumphant look. I slunk away and started posting these photos.

Do click on this link. I have promised Pluto I will upload further pics. As for now, let me quickly hurry away….

 http://picasaweb.google.com/indrajitsardar/Pluto?authkey=Gv1sRgCMKa5-6k7OrsGw&feat=directlink

Swiss Journey 2

Swiss.mp3

(Click on the play button to hear this Swiss song)

There is something called a Swiss atmosphere. Freshly baked bread and pastries, delightful window displays, free newspapers at railway stations, cooked meat displays, sitting on tables on the footpath with steaks and vodka and beer, looking at the marvellously crafted cuckoo clocks and watches and Swiss Army Knives, and the warm taste of chocolates all the time. Lots of people cycle to work, cities start to work from 5 AM, cleanliness is a way of life, and people have leisure to backpack, travel or drive to attractive destinations.

And yet, during the recession, it was Indian tourists which kept them going. They came in droves, and the tour guides and the bus drivers and the restaurants  could survive. This was a statement made by the concerned people. Swiss ticket collectors said “Namaskar” and “Dhanyabad”. There are flourishing Indian Restaurants. And 50% of their fruits are brought in from India. Switzerland lacks sea beaches and that’s why they travel to South East Asia and India so much.

And so I wondered. Indians are invading the world. They are now everywhere. But, in the process are we neglecting our own culture and our traditions and our own country??

http://picasaweb.google.com/indrajitsardar/SelectedSwissPics2?authkey=Gv1sRgCNeFgLio_ruYLA&feat=directlink

Rediscovered poem

 

Monday, May 31, 2004

When was the last time we watched daybreak together?
as the first rays hit the sunflower and you,
clouds moved away from between,
as i watched your pupils constrict with the orange sky.
The swirling breeze carried away your words
Away from me to the deepest gorge,
only the eagle far above paused in silent query,
i asked you again and again,
but you had gone, and the sun was high,
the dewdrops had left the upturned leaves,
the moist ground bore your sweat---
and your fragrance....
What did you say, that day, that daybreak??

Guitar Ballad.mp3