Volleyball

" Oye bana ke khel ! "
" Haan banata hoon. Ruk "

" Service !! "
" Oye pick hai yaar ! "
" Chal bana !!! "
" Yeh le.. oh sorry "
" *(*&(*^ Kya kar raha hai !? "
" Koina, ruk "

" Yeh le ! "
Helicopter scores :D

A 4 second clip from a 1.5 hour session. Yes, it IS the best game in the world

Can't/Doesn't

In her eyes he did see himself,
but that wasn't where she was looking.
The innocent reflection mocked him.
He smiled and closed his own.

Content

We look around and see nothing. In nothing, resides everything.

We turn around and see our footprints. In our footprints, is progress.

The path ahead is not tread, 'tis pure and untouched. The light at the end of the tunnel is close..

I emerge, happy but then I see another tunnel. I run for it...

I didn't see the birds flying around,

The gold leaves on the ground,

The breeze with a sweet scent of bliss,

A couple in love taking their first kiss..

The goal isn't far away. There was no goal. The path is Happiness and I am treading it :)

Optimism is the prism I use today, and it does create a colourful spectrum.

Possum

You run, I follow

You hide, I seek

The shadows that fall on you conceal you well, but my longing eyes spot you.

You run, I follow

You hide, I seek

Its futile to run, for I always follow.

I slow down, completely, wholly..

You turn back and see me getting farther. But its you who is running, I am standing still. You stop and turn

You follow, I run

You seek, I hide..

Why do you need me when I don't need you ? Why is it that the bond has to be ? I can't go on like this. I let you come near me.

You stop, inches away. A moment of silence and then you turn away.

You run, I watch.

You hide..

The water is clear

As calm as death

Pure reflection looks back at the world, virgin, untouched..

I touch it, and the surface springs to life,

Ripples flow out, running away from the chaos,

Is it just me, or is the perfection in those forms destroying the moment ??

Why did I reach out, when it lay so silently ??

I watch and let it die, have almost turned away but I see those ripples rushing back in, bouncing away from the extents of the basin.

They collide and converge

Did I make a difference ?? Or did I just blow life for a few moments..

The water looks back.

Do you want me to touch you again ?

Interfere

Why do I feel the need to help someone in need ? I walk up to the person and tug the ropes, the more I try, the tighter they get. I try desperately to help, but it doesn't work. Giving up is not an option but helping was not the solution. I made it worse. Maybe I should have just stayed back. I let go. The strings stop fighting back. The creature quivers with fatigue and sinks down... The ropes hang loose..

I won't touch what doesn't beckon me. The complications are far too many to be sorted out under philosophies and understanding. I will now respond only to the call of need, not need itself. Maybe the creature was meant to be that way.