|Photo taken at: Kochi Muziris Biennale 2013|
To make sense of the unclear,
To let the muddy waters settle,
To make words of alphabets and
To make pictures of the shades of life,
That is but human nature….
Why then is this mind of yours,
Even when lost in the unknown,
When darkness should have taken over,
Drunk in the black of the night
Flies above the clouds, free and happy?
Psst: With a few friends, all I did was watch this artwork, these lines came to me and haven’t let me sleep till I finally wrote it down the last night. I’ve written it down as and how it came to my mind, somehow did not feel like correcting/polishing/bettering it.Â