"Bullet the blue sky" - U2

First time -
3 hours riding a bullet getting lost in the streets of Goa!

Playing with a kite

He stopped his cycle. His white hair flew with the wind
He unwound his kite and turned his back to the sun
His kite faced the sun
Slowly he let his kite fly high, higher and higher
Until it soared and danced in the sky
He then walked slowly towards the sea
And put his feet in the water
The kite flew above the sea
He walked towards land
And flew his kite above the coconut trees
As the sun came down
He sat on the sand
And the kite came slowly down
Until it danced just above his head
A meter away from the sand
At the pinnacle of sunset
He mounted his cycle
And rode on the beach
Kite inside his bag

Looking for a rope to put my head in a noose

Day before yesterday, I was asked if I'm from Chennai.

“I function better with the sun in my eyes” – Massive Attack

A man folds up his lungi, puts his feet in the water and looks at the sun
Motionless
Play hide and seek with crabs?
What is that crab doing with a cigarette stub?
The dolphins come by one morning, near the shore, to say Good Morning!
In the evenings, I sit on the sand, put my headphones on, and
Watch the sun turn from yellow to orange and then get swallowed by the sea
Have you ever seen the universe smile?
At that time of the day, I truly do
The earth quakes in Christchurch
North Africa revolts
A dog suddenly runs to me and licks me all over
What did I do to deserve such a burst of love from you li'l dog?
Your saliva is disgusting but I’m not going to stop you

This just in...

A woman manager of a shack, having obviously spent a lot of time in the midst of British customers, makes a call and before talking on the phone in konkani, addresses the person at the other end of the line - "Hello, my darling!"

It's a hot day in Goa, with the sun shining and vast barren spaces of sand in benaulim.

senselessness and apathy

Toc, toc, toc, the white ruffled hair man hit his walking stick into the pavement
There was a bit of self-loathing going on at the coffee shop table
The limping woman blocked the entire pavement
There was no passing her
Toc, toc, toc, the white ruffled hair man hit his walking stick into the pavement
We must address the issue of the goat eating cauliflower on the side of the road
Said the council as they adjourned the meeting
Hay! Hay! The meeting must come to a close!
Toc, toc, toc, the white ruffled hair man hit his walking stick into the pavement
I quickened my pace and made my way through bikes and cars into the road
Hallelujah! I overtook the limping woman!
The clock is ticking, the clock is ticking
Toc, toc, toc, the white ruffled hair man hit his walking stick into the pavement
As thoughts wander in a closed carcass
Let me out of here, scream the cells
This makes no sense!!
Toc, toc, toc, the white ruffled hair man hit his walking stick into the pavement