Il cielo in India e' piu' grande

The sky in India is bigger.
This line holds everything there is to say about India.

I will see again coconut tree, long white beaches, banana trees and Indians climbing like little monkey.
The wonderful colors of the sari.
The elegance of women even the poorest carrying water and anything else straight on their head and at the same time small children wrapped around their hips.
The noise of rickshaw and the baba screaming mango lassi, chai.
The bullcart blocking the road and the unstoppable sound of horning.
The air smells of incense, spice and cowshit.
The beggars and the rich so close to each other and yet so faraway from centuries of social and religious discrimination.
In their heart the Indians are gentle souls. It is the land where so many people are busy with nothing and preaching to go shanti shanti, because karma has its course.
A contradiction in itself.
It is a Land of contradiction. I love India also and especially because of this.

Sunset on an indian ocean is without words.
It was on one of her ( India is a she) beaches that I felt how truly the sentence its home.
The sky in India is bigger.



I made this drawing in Goa in '88.

In few days after 12 years I will namaste the Indian people terribly happy to be again in India. Me and my beloved husband on our second honeymoon. In the land of "the god of small things", Kerala with the backwaters, the hill stations and the ancient port of Kochi.


Endless Time

Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes.

Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Thou knowest how to wait.

Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.

We have no time to lose,
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
We are too poor to be late.

And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.

At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.


Rabindranath Tagore ( 1861-1941 / India)

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