A poem*\u00a0 said\u00a0 \u2018Time forever in debt of Plans\u2019\u2026.\nThis is a phase of my life when I am complaining that about the shortage of time. Usually I complain that I have not enough to occupy my mind!\nThe moving unforgettable experiences that are waiting to be written and shared:\n1. Ganesh Visarjan on Chowpatty, Mumbai \u2013 the ultimate experience of \u2018crowds\u2019\n2. Living with the culturally unique Aryan Dard ethnic group [numbering only 5000 max]\n3. Driving along the Indus river valley.\nSoon I will select and edit the pictures and write. Soon. Before I forget the little things. Before my clock runs out of time!\njm\nOct 2013\n* Full Poem\nCOSMETIC THOUGHTS \u2013 by Alok Mishra\n\u00a0I know that as and when I age,\nMy face will creased with wrinkles be,\nMy wish is that each line be soft,\nFormed by humor, smile or sympathy.\n\u00a0\nI know it\u2019s tough, and chances slim,\nThat one is blessed to age with grace,\nFor in this noisy world of din,\nThere\u2019s neither quiet, time nor the space.\n\u00a0\nAs though life a downhill tumble were,\nEvents into problems snowballing,\nAnd the speed of life \u2013 astir,\nLike a river\u2019s current, prevented meandering.\n\u00a0\nAnd was in routine each one trapped,\nWith time forever in debt of plans,\nAnd each one slave of events held,\nWith no new moment ever own.\n\u00a0\nBut I must hasten, lest my face,\nGet creased with lines of irony,\nAnd break this vicious chain of thought,\nTo bring back sweetness, harmony.\n\u00a0\nFor if I wish to age with grace,\nAnd paint my face with lines of glee,\nI must learn to thrive in spite,\nOf spite and speed and tragedy!\n\u00a0\n(Written on 16 September 1989, on a State Transport Bus)\nThe post Forthcoming Articles\u2026. appeared first on The Art Blog by WOVENSOULS.COM.