The Tongue of Stone
The taste of dry earth is metallic, like sucking on a copper coin left too long in the sun. It is a grit that settles at the back of the throat, a reminder that we are made of the same dust that shifts beneath our boots. I remember the feeling…
The Magic Wand by Muhammed Najeeb
Taken at recently opened Eco-tourism project Sarovaram Bio Park at Calicut, Kerala, India. it was on August 11, 2010. i saw a different sky, it was so gorgeous The soft blue colors and split clouds was so beautiful and cool. Very lovely moment.
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The Weight of Falling Water
The air before a storm tastes like wet slate and ozone, a metallic tang that settles on the back of the tongue. I remember standing near a great rush of water once, where the spray was not just mist, but a physical weight against my skin. It…