Its been a while without anything written on these pages, and unfortunately this is going to be pretty incoherent pieces of thoughts as well...but I realised earlier today that if I don't write/post anything within a day or two, I am not going to do it for a long time, especially with all the travels and the adjusting-to-a-new-place-after-the-travels looming on horizon...So I sit in front of my computer with a glass of red and some pieces of cheese, some black olives and some crisps trying to get inspiration for a post that I hope will be more than just some incoherent pieces of thoughts.

Strangely, the thought for this post came about, when, as I was walking home from work earlier, I heard (and then saw) a black cow mewing ceaselessly while rest of the herd (all reddish brown, except one white!) were quietly grazing nearby. I remembered my cow in Nepal - the one I used to take out to graze when I was a kid. I remembered when I found our cows mewing without any apparent reason, I tried to find one - reason that it, and often scratched its chin or around its neck to give comfort. Of course I couldn't do that with somebody else's cow here in England, where they are left on their own, with no herder to be seen anywhere near the cows. Oh well, different culture, different way of keeping the cows! I just hurried through the stray (this grazing area is called a stray!) as fast as I could so that I didn't have to hear those mews any more.
...continue reading thoughts galore…