BASFI Mission, PATENT 1865

October 30 2006, 1:15 AM

One two three N ... beautifully arranged on top of me are the tiles blocking my sight to the Ether filled space where stars rest. Supported by wood that has also darkened to resemble the color of fresh coal. Finely burnt tiles covering the roof still keep of the down pour and the mild heat of Mysore. Its the cieling above me as I lie down alone on ma bed trying to gaze beyond. Something is written on these tiles ... BASFI MISSION PATENT 1865, probably we were still under british or the kings rule. A craft worth noting. They say it to be the remains of Mandya Papermills, deserted employee residences.
The best things in life are left unspoken. Perhaps these tiles, trees and animals that fail to speak drag me into them .. into that world of theirs which can't be felt anymore.