Thursday, 25 August 2011

MONSOON MADNESS!


"And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow." - Jerry Chin

Tuesday, 23 August 2011

PLEASANTLY POIGNANT!


I peel a pomegranate and say to myself; Weren't it good if one could see,the seeds of people hearts ; Tears come when the juice splashes in my eyes
~ Sohrab Sepehri

Monday, 22 August 2011

POISED POMEGRANATES!


"What is this contradiction called a pomegranate? The pomegranate is sweet, but the pomegranate is tart. The pomegranate is tough and wrinkled, but when cut open it glistens with ruby-like seeds.In the Greek myth of Persephone, the pomegranate is called the fruit of the underworld, yet in the Muslim Qu'uran it is called the fruit of paradise." - Diana Viola

Sunday, 21 August 2011

PASSIONATE PEARS!


"The pear is the grandfather of the apple, its poor relation, a fallen aristocrat, the man-at-arms of our domains, which once, in our humid land, lived lonely and lordly, preserving the memory of its prestige by its haughty comportment."
- Francois Pierre de la Varenne

Monday, 15 August 2011

Friday, 12 August 2011

FlIGHT! Soaring High!


For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return.
Leonardo da Vinci

Thursday, 11 August 2011

Road side Papaya Chaat in Old Delhi!


“When people wore hats and gloves, nobody would dream of eating on the street. Then white gloves went out of style and, suddenly, eating just about anything in the street became OK."
Jane Addison,quoted in the ‘Great Food Almanac’ by Irena Chalmers

Monday, 8 August 2011

SOME FOOTPRINTS THESE!

Lives of great men all remind us, we can make our lives sublime, and, departing, 
leave behind us, footprints on the sands of time.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Friday, 5 August 2011

LONE RANGER!


I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.
Henry David Thoreau

Wednesday, 3 August 2011

FAITH!


A faith is a necessity to a man. Woe to him who believes in nothing.
Victor Hugo