Wheels

Like the spokes on wheels
life rotates in support of
passion, affection and hope
to do better in life.

The activity of pedalling
like one’s deed in time, forward
the life to an enhanced state
of peace, wise and prosperous.

In the long run, normal bends
to slow down the pace
or pick up things at difficult, that
life isn't distant from worn out wheels. 

Like spinning wool on wheels
life weaves through relationships
love, trade, recreation and reproduction
to represent another wheel of life. 

RGB Monday

I bought a wooden desk organiser from amazon to keep books and other things.  I put some books from recent read and found it colourful to make use for RGB Monday. The blue in the back is a switch box sticker of a truck and the organiser has spaces for mobiles and specs and few other things to hide in bins. The detachable design is strong and sturdy and easy to assemble and disassemble. 

A runaway cock and the neighbour

There’s a chicken shop in our street or to say a few houses away from us and every day morning they unload cages of broiler chicken and a few caged country chicken from a truck, and while doing so a country cock runs away from them and climbs up a tree, and to a top where no one can catch it. The labourers working at the chicken shop were the laziest that put any effort to capture the cock which became an advantage to it and the cock well settled in the trees of neighbours. 

The family living in the opposite house weren’t that generous to allow the cock inside their compound but the country cock doesn’t confine to anything unlike the broiler chicken that has a destiny has become a headache to them. The cock chose the open garden or lawn in front of their home as his favourite hunting ground for forage and used to fly off the compound or perched on the neighbour's tree when the owner came out to the garden. Until now, the situation wasn't different and the neighbour has a reason too to shoo off the bird, despite the fact it digs off the seeds and plants from ground, it doesn't keep quiet all the time rather crying loud esp. During the silent afternoon and sometimes even at night its crows disturb the peace and slumber of all in the house, including a 90+ year old man.

So far no one tried to catch the cock (even the labourers of the chicken shop) and the cock too doesn't come out of the gate or compound (or run into the streets) of the neighbour’s house. The house belongs to a 92 year old retired wing commander but it was his son in 60+ takes care of everything and he’s an enthusiastic gardener and loves planting or seeding new ones. Sometimes he used to share vegetables grown in his backyard and they don't familiarise with anybody in the neighbourhood and most of the time it was a smile or a few words of greeting that ended our relationship even though we are neighbours for 40 years. Click here to see and read my post on this house and neighbour!

I couldn’t get a clear shot of the cock from the mobile but you could see the cock in the image above and behind the gate it strolled.

Linking this post with SATURDAY CRITTERS

Haiku Yellow

Behind the fence, blooms
a beauty in yellow, quite
under the lime tree. 

Linking this post for  Good Fences by Gosia and Floral  Friday Foto  

RGB Monday

 

While the farmers were busy washing, and packing carrots in sacks (what you saw in my previous post here) I found this little temple peacefully located adjacent to the activity of farmers, adding quiet to the afternoon.  Leaving back others at  Kukkal lake bank, where we picnicked last year July during vacationing at my uncle’s woodhouse near Kodaikanal, my cousin and I drove down the road from the lake just to see what lies beneath and was pleased to spot this temple in a fresh coat of paint. Google maps mark this as Amman (goddess) temple and I get no details other than that. But I guess it's a popular temple among the village people from an image I saw in google where people throng in average numbers.