Saturday, October 16, 2004

The Oracle

The light now streams into the room, through the slightly parted curtains.

The mesh like curtains, offer a hazy view of what is outside. The streaming light bounces onto the marble floor offering a scratchy reflection blocked in part by the rug. The reflection blends into the rug and comes out on the other side. Next to it is the reflection of the white sofa, which blends into the white curtains, which blends into the white walls. As you move up the walls, the purity of the reflections and the white is broken by a new image.

A black and white image.

An old man, conjuring up the gods. Praying for rain. For his people. For the drought to end. He blends into his black background and is streaked with a swirling dust sparkle jet stream. The stream is frozen and captured in black and white. But next to it, the light that streams into the room, through the slightly parted curtains, highlights the swirling dust sparkle jet stream that is not frozen. It moves the way the one in the image ought to move. Towards the light or away from it, you cannot be sure. But you can see the glint in the old man’s eyes.


15 comments:

cleolove said...

This is beautiful, thank you for sharing it.

Akshay said...

"Next to it is the reflection of the white sofa, which blends into the white curtains, which blends into the white walls."

Really smooth writing I like the flow.

Ann said...

I enjoyed the post.

Jessica said...

What lovely visual descriptions. I was able to envision those eyes. Very powerful.

Miss Qt said...

Well written!!

I will surely post a few on my blog.

Pincushion said...

Beautiful images, could almost 'see' it all...
will surely be back for more !

sungoddess said...

Beautiful post... thought provoking and full of poetic imagery....

Ariel said...

I appreciate the imagery. I'm curious, did you create the scene from "pure imagination" or from experience?

Ariel said...

I already commented, but curiosity brought me back. Are you an author, or just trying to stay in/get in the "writing habit?" Whatever the case, I'm enjoying your prose. I'm adding you to my blogroll at BitterSweetLife.

. : A : . said...

cleolove, akshay, ann, Jessica, Queen Mo, Pincushion, Sungoddess, Ariel - Glad you enjoyed the post.

Jessica - The eyes make all the difference and they bring the power to this piece.

Ariel - The creation of this piece is what I call "inspired imagination". There are elements of both actual experience, as well as poetic license in this post. To answer your other question, the answer is yes. Yes, I am a writer (though not full time), and (therefore) yes I am writing to stay in the "writing habit". And I have added you too!

:-)

Miss Qt said...

Thank you for the birthday wishes man! :)

manababies said...

Wow, the way you described everything in this entry... I can totally picture it in my mind. So vivid and crisp. A great post!

Pincushion said...

Thank you for gracing my blog with your 'August' presence ! (sorry ..couldn't resist that ole bit of English, there..lol!)
Beautiful bloggin there..writing..pictures..et all..am linking to you :-)..be back for more !

TanTriX said...

Hey, I couldn't help but notice your blog. Mainly because of the Rahul Bose picture and the title English August. Cool blog, and I liked the snaps of Goa.

. : A : . said...

Queen Mo - you're welcome!

superMANA! - great to know that you could visualise the writing through words.

Pincushion - :-) keep coming!!

T a N T R i X - Thanks for the visit. Glad you could drop by. English, August is one of my favourites!