In a fist of emotions, or as an afterthought, enough of pondering over the not so complicated matter, I am finally pulled towards the "addiction". Writing the mundane, the most desired, the least expected or the frustrated..comes easy to me unlike the spoken word which just grabs the lies and sprays it into the air.

It's the beginning of the new year but the remnants of twenty-five years of living will be carried still.. not because these are memories or experiences..sigh (need to breathe in & out constantly) ..as photographs (coloured and black/white) which were captured in time but cannot be erased with time.

I dedicate my first blog, another sermon on stone, to the unfathomable force..beyond a body, beyond a touch, beyond the silence...

To you!!