A gust of wind left Kolkata early morning today carrying your signature which will reach Bhatinda tomorrow
. It was good to have the nice and fresh aura of youth for a few hours. By the way, this son of yours has given up eating, he eats only one meal a day and has lost weight and am fearing that the gust of wind blowing in Punjab might make him air borne and carry him somewhere else
. I suggest lock him indoors when the breeze changes gears....jokes apart, lovely image here. We were discussing a lot of stuff yesterday, techniques in creativity vs the art of seeing etc. Make him read about Huzun, though many theories exist about it, I particularly like the Turkish expression. Pamuk is one such gust of wind which can blow every stillness of the mind into motion....well emotion I mean
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