Thursday, April 16, 2015

~ uncomplicate ~

Wandering around in the neighborhoods of the maximum city Mumbai; often I encounter the simplest of instances and conversations while I am thinking of something else altogether. And most naturally these instances lead me to thinking that as we grow older we tend to complicate the most simple things around us. It might be about relationships or sometimes even our conversation with the hawker next door.

















uncomplicate ~



Tuesday, April 7, 2015

~ I forgot what I was about to say, a photo-essay :: Morocco'15



~

Will you listen 
to a conversation?
And maybe drop in a word or two
 if you like,








What the calm waters say,
Is often unheard and oblivious

It is between us,
What is
 not unheard.

© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015

© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015




So
 if I speak too much,

I will leave it half-way


© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015

© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015



                                                                 What I wish to say


© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015



And 
if I was telling you

What I wanted to,
You will laugh away


So let me think,
If at all I want to say,
What I want to say.



© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015

© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015

© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015








                                                        Or let me say it another time.






© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015

© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015




And
 you know,
While I spoke so much,
drifted with the waves



© Gaurav Ogale, Morocco 2015




I forgot what I was about to say


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