Old Father Time

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We are here in Jaisalmer about to observe my 60th birthday and a splendid setting it is for it too.  Oh so beautiful, beyond words and the power of photographs to convey.

 

We were wandering about outside the walls, looking for a cup of masala chai when a procession of legendary figures strutted past.  First, the three wise men wandered by, following their star.

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Then, blow us both down with a hand held fan, as happy Jaisalmeris looked on,

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Who should scoot past but Old Father Time himself.

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He was deceptively quick for one so venerable.  We tried to intercept him so we could tackle him, bring him to the ground, sit on his head and stop him for a little while but, (as any of you with any years under your expanding belts know), he moves like the wind.

He appears, evanescences and shimmers, grins and grimaces and twinkles, then disappears and is only ever after glimpsed in the shadows in your mirror, snickering at the old man who appears to have stolen your pyjamas.

9 thoughts on “Old Father Time”

  1. happy birthday glad to hear you are having a good time it is great reading about your amazing adventures keep the pictures coming hope this email finds you both well best wishes from your shipmates xxxx

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  2. Thank goodness you weren’t in the north where so many were mowed down by the train.
    Have a transcedental day on your birthday wonderous one and enjoy your cup of chai.

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Kristen and Billy sprang from the loins of 4 heroic ancestors. They roamed the Earth for an Age, playing the zither, predicting earthquakes, calling bingo games, eating sponge cakes, and watching old movies on tv. They was schooled by the Dominicans and the Christian Brothers, what taught them their letters and scribbling skills. So, rudely equipped, and with a missal full of hymns in their hearts they stepped forth into the world. Kristen and Billy tried to keep the hippy flame alive as they strove and stumbled through work, like Kane from Kung-Fu crossed with Pollyanna, finding both good and evil in the hearts of men, ( but mainly good). They filled out time sheets and instead of villains punched the clock over and over (and over) again. Finally, the dark clouds parted, the sun shone through, and they stopped punching and started living. Now they are wide eyed, clickety hipped, post career dislocated hippies looking to get lost in a big wide world.