Since I left china
It has been a long time since I last blogged about anything. Several months, actually. I am not sure where the time has gone, but it surely saw many things come and go, like visiting friends, holiday, and the oh-so distant bitter, cold weather to name a few. Just back from China I am feeling the fading relief on being back in a place where the space and lessened proximity to others was immediately a welcome return, compared to bustling Asia. The summerly street interactions, the bantering chit-chat of locals, and the fast-paced interweavings of many did well impress me. All the bartering, the bickering, the blind leading blind or the seeing following the seeing imprinted atop images of wretched caged birds, deep wrinkled grimaces of frustrated taxi drivers, and food everwhere. Deep scented, red, fried and roasted colors wafting into the thick street air. And all those lilackish-pink colored lotus, sitting nobly in their burping enlaked pots. And now I sit back in Berlin, with the occasional twittering birds, solemn church bells and faintly whispered voices carried over the hum of distant traffic by continental winds I can’t trace. There is something barren in it all, but at the same time a familiarity that brings me a peace that I have missed. I am pairing it with a cup of tea, experienced from without. An introspection that the nagging heat and boistering crowds, the grind of China never really allowed. But it is really that business that brings it all home.
