While there were actual reasons such as weddings and work projects—both which demanded due time—it occurred to me recently that I haven’t written or made a phone drawing in months.
Finally today, after a long, long time, I made what I hope is a ‘comeback drawing’ on my phone. And I suppose this is my ‘comeback post.’ And I’m afraid it’ll be rather obvious.
Back home when we came back from vacation and turned on the faucets, the water would sputter out at first. And it was also a burnt yellow from the rust inside the pipes. This post will probably be similar.
Anyway, I read something on the New York Times today, and it may or not have been the spur needed—but the article began talking about a location that is a small dream of mine that led fast to a bigger dream, but then it took a turn towards me and inside. Ironically as it talked about silencing the noise around us to hear ourselves, I felt my vision defog. The article referenced something else that interested me. And then something else after that.
I saw myself again. And it felt good.
Meanwhile and on that note, the Universe has been as gracious as ever—sending more things my way to learn than I can even handle. Between blockchain, excerpts from a new book on the history of colours, and the new program deciphering Allama Iqbal’s Khizr-e-rah, I am simply frazzled with ecstasy. So many things show up just over facebook that I’m having to screenshot so I remember to get to them. I’ve almost depleted my 10 free articles of NYT this month in a couple days too.
I’ll have to write the things I actually have commentary on that I’ve observed in the past day in another post as a tiny, flying bug is bugging me, and it won’t rest till my light gets shut off, and I’m pretty sure that’ll be more effective than all my scolding and gestures at it thusfar.
I’m hoping this is the re-start to writing again. And drawing.
(Have to record this somewhere because it’s so outrageous: pine nuts in Pakistan are at 18,000rupees/kg as of today – ARY News)