Sunday, 29 May 2011

rest, realms of rarity

those running,
reaching:

'I'm a rare species; on the endangered list. I was born and raised in England, UK, and now live in India. My family has lived here in this district for 5 generations, and India is definitely my home, but I still enjoy taking a ride on a big jet plane and seeing the world!

I live in the jungle in Tamil Nadu, on the borders of Karnataka and Kerala, not far from Ooty and Mysore.

Nobody on earth is going to know where Udhagamandalam is - my nearest town, never mind Thottulingi - my nearest village with a shop. Thottulingi isn't even on the map, so...

I am single, my children are no longer children and have their own lives, and am looking for a soulmate with whom to share my life in the jungle.

I enjoy people who love nature and life and cooking and music and silence and are enthusiastic about waking up at dawn to see the sunrise and watch the jungle come to life.

I enjoy the company of people who are relaxed and not rushing their way through life. I like people who fall asleep when they want to, instead of forcing themselves to stay awake. I like people who dance as if there's nobody watching.

I like people who smile. I enjoy a smile. Smiles help the world to be a better place and smiles cost nothing.

Who is my soulmate?

You'll love nature, animals and country living. You'll be musical - I have the grand piano sitting here waiting for you! You'll like motorbikes, and a bit of excitement and danger in your life. You'll enjoy foreign travel and expat living. You'll be intelligent; well-educated and from a good background, and you'll "talk proper" and know the difference between a napkin and a serviette. But who knows? You may have none of those attributes, and we could be perfect for each other!

You'll also want to take your time to get to know me and see how, and if, our friendship develops. And maybe we'll become good friends...

It's wonderful here in the Tiger Reserve. There are no roads or flight-paths here, but I have the sounds of the jungle, and my music!

I retired when I was in my 40's. The jungle is the perfect place to live - if I want the big city lights, noise, bars and restaurants I can find them a few hours away! I really enjoy my visits to Bangalore for live music and dining with friends, and my shopping trips to Mysore are always fun.

Living in the jungle is amazing! I have been sitting on the verandah drinking coffee watching a leopard on the lawn, a giant squirrel in the tree and parrots, parakeets and hornbills flying around. I regularly have wild elephants in the garden!

I love Music: There are about 500 albums on my iPod (and another 120 GB on my computer). I love silence too, so music isn't 24/7.

I play the guitar: Not well, but I play it. I could do with some lessons, and I'm waiting for my grand piano to be tuned!

Photography: I once had a darkroom and developed and printed my own photographs. Now I have a computer that does the same, except that it's not dark and there's no washing up to do when you have finished. I love portrait photography as well as landscapes, architectural, etc., and use a digital technique called HDR (High Dynamic Range).

Motorcycling: I love riding my Royal Enfield motorbikes through the jungle. It's dangerous because elephants like to chase motorcycles, but it is great fun!

You're honest.

You don't have an imaginary friend called Jesus.

You think that we could become friends.

You're bored and have never sent a message to a man in a jungle before.

You can string a coherent sentence together and don't use text message language or more than one exclamation mark at the end of a sentence.

You're coming to India and would like watch the sunrise with me, a cappuccino, and Pepper, my homicidal psycho jungle cat.'


how about if i don't drink coffee, and don't know what an ipod is (exactly)?

what colour is your grand piano?



rareori, colorantii ajung geniali


rasare dintr-un foc pe cer


realishades


rea-litate, vesnica


really made from all those things


reflected


regret me not


respirat


revees


rhett's de-choice


rise with it


robin's eggdroom


robin eggt


robinetul din padurea cu aluni lila


rochie-(f)um


roomours of winter


rroochie (tu poti sa dispari, mihaipetrenataflescu)


rudolphic


rue jeunesse

Saturday, 21 May 2011

saturdays' secret sta(i)rs

 

sa cer(i) mai mic, mai mare

 
 sa fim cotlonosi


sa fim creduli - asa -


sa fugarim elefantei in jos


sa fuuugiiiim


sa le citim, fiindca le-avem?


sa ne-nghiontim cu zmeul asta


sa nu mai cesuim


 sa nu te poti abtine


sa te rostogolesti in asta


sa trecem si pe-aici


sa zboare vrajitoare


sa zicem


sa zugravim asa


sah.


salcii, MAI multe salcii


salut, hai la un film cu fluturi de noapte.


salvate


salvati rochita si pantofii.


sau poate ninge


saying goodbye, forgetting


sayonara


scarile cetii, pe dealurile vietii


scaunele plutitoare, de sus pana jos


scene din clayderman


scheherazade mood twenty-one (baroque playing havoc with equivoque)


scheherazade mood two (ninsori de biscuiti cu plaje alhambresti)


scormonicios


scortisoara cu nori


scotiatic.


scrie-mi asa


scufundipnoze


scuipa un tablou. ah, movilele fistichii!


se gaseste adormita


se mananca cirese, peltea si trandafiri


se mananca.


se non ci siamo


se poate, heathcliff


se spune ca e si mai bine


se tace-aici, cu tatii tuturor mansardelor


se-aud ajunurile linistilor


secunde(le) ca asta.


sedinta de hiponoza


sensation whirllands


senses, layered


se-ntalneste, se fugareste


septembriace


septembrie siret-ic


serbetuim din indii, indonezii


sereethe, o vrajitoare palida de singuri


seri cam-cam-cam


sewn low, sewn high to curtains


sfarsiturile lui octombrie


shadowind


shut inside eyes


si aa


si (e)a


si aici.


si asa


si asta-i o baita.


si cat sunt ceasurile..


si cate doamne-toamne nu se stiu.


 si, daca nu s(ti)i


si ei, si-n plus


si eu am asta-n minte, cateodata.


si mai dragut


si nopti invanilate


si papadii


si sa nu fie-o carte.


si tot asa..


si totusi,


si, si, si..


si-apoi sa-mi aiba-n clame palmele


sicilian


sigur, sus


sihastrii cu placere


silence - a doll falling asleep


simfonic - da-mi parul inapoi, vooopsito


simpatie.


 simplu.


simplu si vag


sine de mine


sisteme


six years old


slightly wicked


smooth-ie


snowqueened


so..


so you know it's really there


soarele are scaunel.


soba si creme


soc ars, sub amnezii inalte


socate pe olimp


softer, even


sognate, gia'.


'sogni in cui volai'


solar


some wheels, some fractures


(someone just felt) this tangereerie snow


 somewhat a-mended


somn de 3 si ceva


sophie


sora cestiicireasa


 sorceries


sori, scortisoara, mere


sosete-pasari urcatoare pe perete


sotronice


spectacole de liniste


speculating.


'speranze che sperai'


spoof spots


spre iarna


spre padurea vrajitoarelor


sp-re re-vederi


spre (sala de) bal


spre trepidatii lucitoare


spre uuundee..


spre, spre


spune ceva.


spune-mi despre domesticiri moi, in fulare


sslp


ssunt o nesimtita.


sst. blurry and masculine, right now.


sstt..


stai. dormi.


stai, doua dupa-amiezi-amieze


stai, mi-a luat..


stained well, although.


stairway to


stanesc(r)ieri


stare.


state of art


'stay on these roads'


steal and still that, for me.


stiam


stinge lumina, canta-ti un vis


stinge planeta din jur


stories of always, never, love


storytell


stramtori largi


stuf dintre dune adormite


suave cupidity


sub casa, in loc de usa


submarinari


substitut tabloos inteligent


sub-strat patchoulic


succes


such moods


summoned vienna


suntem cei mai frumosi din lume


suntem de baldachin, nu de plaja


sus se-ntalnesc corbii rebeli cu catedrale nuantate


suspans


suspendare


swanish


swear that..


swiftly so


swim me in may


swinger, ha.


swswsswirl