Thursday, July 5, 2012

Drake and thereafter

Remember those pictures in junior school textbooks where a King, half reclining on a muslin-spread bed would greedily look at a tantalising bunch of grapes being dangled inches above the tip of his nose by a slave? Somehow those pictures always made you hungrier than those where the King would have his mouth full of food, a huge belly bulging out and an elaborate spread in front of him. Somewhat unconsciously the mind rejected the latter kind for gluttons. Consumption and over-consumption could never be anything but loathsome. But those plump and almost-bursting grapes were always more alluring, capturing a climax of desire. Forever inching towards consummation, forever inches away from it.

But now you’re here

Brighten my northern sky…!/search?q=northern+sky

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