A Thousand Words
Loved and Lost
By Dirty Boots
The shared jeep jostled along the dry bumpy road, leaving behind the arid mountains and lush valleys of Ladakh.
Tears streamed down uncontrollably.
Falling in love is always so subtle; you never quite know when it happens. Heart breaks are another matter altogether.
Journey to the Red Centre
By Dirty Boots
Used to wonder what it would be like to just pick up the keys, and drive? Such a trip would always be about the journey. Even so, needed a destination to begin.
Uluru entered the conscience. Google suggested a route. And so it began.
Arrived Day 3 with the setting sun, stayed on to wish upon the shooting stars and came back Day 4 to welcome the rising sun.
Found a story for every nook and cranny, mostly of women brave and strong. Silently thanked the ancients for this unexpected gift.
The Jungle Book
Re-imagined by Dirty Boots
The rich wilds are giving way to shambolic cities; the modern jungle, the perfect setting.
Mowgli, a street urchin, adopted and brought up by a kind Langur. Revered as a modern day Hanuman, he spends his days at a temple, feasting on free bananas. Haathi, the temple elephant is a fast friend and fellow banana eater.
Shere Khan and his kinsmen are far and few in between. A clan of conniving Macaques are the baddies now, jealous at Mowgli's success at acquiring free fruit.
Baloo a street cow, Bagheera a street pig, Kaa a snake charmers commodity, Raksha a street dog...
The jungle lives on.