Photos from Bombay, Mumbai INDIA

Bombay Dreams.

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Buddha's flower



The pathway is hidden by the myna's
wings, by the flame of the forest, by the flowers
of the warm summer seasons.

At that moment the king came out
and he wished to pluck the flower, for
he was on his way to see Lord Buddha,
and he thought, "It would be a fine
to lay at his feet the Hibiscus that
bloomed in evening rain."

A passing monk reminded him

"My master's judgment seat is
in the flower garden, in the birds' notes
in summer time: in the shady river-banks,
where the trees muttered in answer to the
muttering of the streams. A unseen flower
on a shrub will please him more than
a plucked flower dead by his feet."

- Buddha and the flower Garden, by Sagore.

Only your bowl will remain in this jug



Ek Din Bik Jayega, Maati Ke Mol
Jag Mein Reh Jayenge Pyare Tere Bol

Trans. One day ye will turn to dust,
all that will remain will be your words.
Sahara means support in Hindi.

-- Mukesh in Dharam Karam

Riding the wind



Shooting for the stars, cruise the speed of tigers,
Glowing boys of Parel, bike shining bright,
riding on the wind
Tearing up through life, thousand bumps an hour

Jumping over all in sight, surging rush of power,
Thunderbolt from Bajajs, shattering aloud,
Screaming trucks yell,
bursting through the clouds of dust.

-- Return of the Bombay Boyce by TK Muk Her Gee.