Tag: story telling

xlix i awake.  far from home,i sense it.this is unlike before… a thread softly knitted into my sternum pulls me – “challo” (let’s go)  i exit a buildingleaving behindwhite wallsand florescent lighting. i step into a side street, the air, smoggy and misty – sets the toneof mystic arrival.  “go.” i wander down a rustic alley, New Delhi ambience,street carts, food vendors,infusing…