Came out of the Crossword book store on Senapati Bapat road and looked directly ahead and saw this large crane at the construction site between where I was, and the Marriott. It was dusk and the rain clouds had come in. In the grey and deep blue gloom the Marriotts neon was the only color in the depressing landscape. "... and the land is dark and the Marriotts neon is the only light we'll see... stand by me." Sorry Jerry Lieber and Ben E. King.
“The arts are not a way of making a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.” ― Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country
Monday, June 11, 2012
Marriott
Came out of the Crossword book store on Senapati Bapat road and looked directly ahead and saw this large crane at the construction site between where I was, and the Marriott. It was dusk and the rain clouds had come in. In the grey and deep blue gloom the Marriotts neon was the only color in the depressing landscape. "... and the land is dark and the Marriotts neon is the only light we'll see... stand by me." Sorry Jerry Lieber and Ben E. King.