This post has no picture for an excellent reason – I didn’t take one when I wanted to.
On a bus ride home earlier today, I sighted a bunch of Hindu devotees re-painting their temple – by hand and under the unrelenting noon-day sun, mind you. Since I pretty much had nothing on, I thought about just hopping off the bus and snapping a few photos + strike up a conversation….but that never happened. As I was deliberating whether to scoot off the bus, the driver sped off and the rest was history.
I’m done with such moments. Today was a lesson well learnt; do what your instincts push you to, or the moment will be lost forever (of course, within good reason and uh maybe, the law). A friend recently explained the expression, “You’ll never cross a river twice” to me, which by chance turns out to be an elegant and excellent philosophical argument instead of some airy Mandarin proverb. And those words are a whirlpool of wisdom, regardless of where one might be. You don’t have to be on a journey in an exotic land to be able to take amazing, authentic pictures or to initiate a genuine chat with a local.
I’ll let Mark Twain do the rest of the talkin’.
“Life is short. Break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile. Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”