“Childhood is a Kingdom where nobody dies”
― Edna St. Vincent
My heart feels the magnetism of its own compass, guiding me in directions of unchartered territories this year. I am a vessel waiting to be filled by life’s new experiences, which I have only contemplated or imagined of.
This picture for me is filled with hope, innocence, without expectations, without worry, honest, pure and happy. There’s nothing to prove here, no land to conquer, perhaps a vision from my mind had been pulled out and projected on to this vast canvas of life. I’m forever grateful to life for allowing me to flashback at such meaningful and priceless moments, allowing me to live them through my memories every time I encounter just the opposite.
This inspires a few words from W.B Yeats
“Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a fairy, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping
Than you can understand.”
*The image is from an ongoing site specific research in the interiors of West Bengal, India.