This post is dedicated to a somewhat random choice of companions that truly touched me along the way with something unique they all have, in no particular order. A dialogue between just a handful of people most of which never met each other but are linked through the web of my life. Their inspiration, curiosity, willingness to jump down the tiniest and the darkest, steepest of holes, and most of all, their nourishment and love fueled much of the journey at different stages. Today, they are each on a different continent, and regardless of frequency, or infrequency of our joint falls nowadays, I look back at our trips to wonderland together with much love. Most are still here though and nourish often, and in their own way, they all make this planet a bearable place. This collage is just starting to come together and will be filled with their creative work - music, paintings, photography, literature, and everything else.
R. She. Europe. Designs beauty. One of the most beautiful people currently residing on this planet. There is a very unique humbleness, goodness that only the most beautiful women have in their maturity. Something Greek, Keats' 'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know'. Her unconditional love is humbling, our joint memories of all the worlds we created together, invaluable. Some of them happy some of them very painful, but all cherished immensely. Her gift to me: her unconditional love.
N. He. Middle East. Vagabond, eternal boy. Captures beauty with camera. His gift to me: in-your-face friendship. One birthday present, the best present I ever got: on -20 Celsius he turned up at with full gear, dragged me out to another end of the city to catch the sunset at a particular spot, and give me the best photography lesson, lesson in friendship. His first ever framed photograph. He was the first person that ever told me my curiosity was obsessive and tried to teach me how to moderate it.
M. She. Middle East. Her gift to me: her common sense and care for my wellbeing over many years. Yanking me out of trouble, and preventing some unnecessary and pointless falls. And more giggles than one can giggle in a lifetime. The best of times. One of the few people I can always re-live the best memories with, time and again, no matter what. Our almanac( the typology of beasts) written together over many years. Comfort and safety re-defined.
G. He. America. Designs dreams. One of the most creative people currently residing on this planet. A healer, a challenger. Fiercely loyal. Contagiously happy. His gift to me: healing me. Putting the mirror in front of me when I needed it.
S. She. Asia. Bollywood dame. She was a short visitor but my heart was never captured that fast. How beautiful she was. Her gift to me: a shy statement ' you are the best thing that has ever happened to me' ( she waited till I was just about to take off, to tell me, how humble she was). Indeed, I was blessed to hear that a number of times in my life, but that's the only time I cried.
S. He. Europe. Nourishes the planet. Pure light and smiles. His gift to me: soul nourishment, friendship of a child; the 'little bear and little donkey' story on a 10- hour bus ride through wonderland with my head, heart and body sick to their limits. One of the few people that I was truly ever humbled by.
G. She. Africa. Tames beasts of all sorts. African queen. Soul companion. The sexiest woman on the planet. Her gift to me: opening of hearts beyond and against cliches. Her healing energy.
T. He. Asia. Works for the last remaining deity on the planet. My connection to Holliness. The aura size of his troubled country. His gift to me: purity of his soul. Motorbike trips through heaven and shy poetry reading sessions. The purest soul I have ever known.
S. She. Europe. The charger. One of the most firecely loyal people I have ever known. Best memory: my hair in flames (literally - but no need to describe in detail), and her expression. And her singing half way through Siberia. Her gift to me: the gift of unconditional trust.
S. He. Asia. If I am direct, he is me X 1,000. The master thought provoker, the challenger of the status quo. Quite possibly one of the smartest people currently occuping the planet. His gift to me: challenging me, over and again, and teaching me how to push my own boundaries even further than I thought possible. Teaching me that templates are important, and how to use them. Holding my hand through the process. Gift of true exchange, communication and above all, insight.
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