Rebirth

03.17.2011

Amongst the heaps of the rubble of winter sprouted a pretty purple flower. 

It was quite surprising and such a joyful sight. 

We had planted red and yellow tulips last spring but they had 

yet to blossom.

This purple flower was alien to our garden.

The signs of spring!

A symbol to new found hope!

Cotton Candy

The sunset today was the color of cotton candy. 

It was marvelous. Only blue and pink. 

The clouds were oddly pink as well.

And so so fluffy. 

Rumi

"If you are irritated by every rub,
how will your mirror be polished?"

-Mathnawi I, 2980

I will rub the irritation off until it is polished.

The Fall

The leaves just don't seem to be changing into beautiful crisp fall colors. Instead they are turning brown, withering, and crumpling to the ground leaving the branches bare. It's practically a dead sight.
As a child I remember the trees this time of year being filled with bright red, yellow, and orange leaves. And when they did start showering to the ground, they would still stay in their pretty colors. I used to pick them off the ground and bring them home or use them for school projects.
Age matures us, but it also makes us ignorant.

Naz

Prologue

Lal Bindi is a blog dedicated to fashion, art, design, Indian culture and my countless other interests and hobbies. Hopefully, I will benefit from this blog by committing to it. I want to inspire people the way I've been inspired by others.

The first post is dry and pretty straight forward, but first impressions don't reveal everything.

Naz