India postcard

[From 2007.]

Second day in Shimla, astonishing few days riding in the mountains to get here, stayed in a village with a couple of families when it got too dark to cycle sensibly, up for hours trading thoughts and snapshots, virtual, real, of culture, laughter.  And then the next morning pedaling again, wondering then that water does not remember the rocks it passed over or went around, indulging in the fiction of the difference between me and it.