Tuesday, February 27, 2007

I Envy

People I would love to be and thereby envy:

Musicians—to sing and play an instrument, solo or part of a grand orchestra
Writers—to twist and bend words into shapes and forms to make the breath stop awhile
Astronomers—to gaze at the stars and understand a universe pure and clean
Astronaut—to take a new vantage point and realise how grand the grander scheme is
Dancers—to endow your body with deserving grace
Mountain climbers—to breathe rarefied air and know it doesn’t get any better than this
Painters—to stir the soul with a swirl of colors

Thursday, February 8, 2007

Missing the Poetry

Some of my friends are preparing for their M.A. Literature exams and it’s making me nostalgic. I was never a great fan of studying like most kids in school or college aren’t. Education is wasted on the very young. I flitted through my M.A. course with my eyes half-closed. So I’ve got my degree but I didn’t learn much. I wish I had. I’ve figured out learning can provide immense pleasure.

I feel tempted at times to sign up for a course. But my life seems so busy already. I think I’ll at least buy a few books of poetry.