The other night I was sitting at home drinking tea and I had a CREATIVE SPUR. I immediatley ran to the computer, opened word and this poped out! Let me know what you think! Feel free to have a comment. I am thinking of using this for an assingment I have to do!
The afternoon sun made the river sparkle. I’d never seen anything like it before. We entered this abandoned kingdom speechless, but we left with stories for our loved ones that would prove to do no justice to the magic of this forbidden city.
It was hot and dry, my mouth was parched and sweat trickled down my lime green Punjabi suit as I followed our group through the village and down to the waters edge. Yes, I’d been here before, but unlike previous trips, this trip was turning out to be one of the most unique experiences of my life.
An old woman in a tattered blue sari, balancing a basket full of exotic spices made eye contact with me as she maneuvered past and I made my way down the concrete steps to the shoreline of massiverock boulders that beckoned me below.
My heart skipped a beat and my mind became an abode of eternal peace as I squatted over top a group of little children who mocked my western ways from the murky river waters below.
The air was crisp, the air was clean, I took a deep breath and I felt it’s every move. It crawled along my fair skin, ran down my back and caressed my travel warn face. It was in then I felt as though everything grew still and the land went quiet. And in that moment I felt as though it was Hampi’s way of saying, ‘Welcome home.’
2 comments:
Hey Gurl,
I am right there with you,and I always have that memory here in my heart to.I love everyting how time there is in total freedom,with the people,animals,this is where your senses come alive.Not sure how to tag still learning this machine.
I will sign off my usual.
Luv Yah.
you are going to be on Oprah!
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