A monk’s shoes and walking stick. This dude has never heard of Ferrari, he told me with a naive smile and raised brows.”You’ll never be the bestselling author” I asserted. His grin spiked norther.
A monk’s shoes and walking stick. This dude has never heard of Ferrari, he told me with a naive smile and raised brows.”You’ll never be the bestselling author” I asserted. His grin spiked norther.
arjun bagga 
For some odd reason, i love shots of worn shoes. Those are beauties!
Why odd? You’ve been there, lived it all
Just curious..my apologies if I’ve….
An apology, what for?
I’ve taken shots of my own boots in various locations. They deserve to be honoured.
Loved the picture and the story. I have captured only my shoes and put on twitter header..:) Why are your stories so beautiful? Have a great weekend!
Cause you like them and I wonder…
I hope these shoes have taken him to where he wants to be. They’ve seen a lot and now rest in the sunshine with their companion. Nice!
Monk says a big thank you for a beautiful comment, much appreciated especially after all the grief I gave him!! 🙂
his grin spiked norther. Yup, another phrase to put in my book. cool post.
Sure mate. Hope you’re doing great. Looking forward to your book!
Good boots are like oxygen, you take them for granted until they are missing 🙂 Cool story mate
True mate true!
They should be just about broken in by now. It’s my understanding that monks never travel from “a” to “b” because there is no “b”. Love your stuff.
Those will last another 3 years at least. Unlike us, a hole in the sole for them means stitch and glue another fresh pair of rubber beneath, explains why there are more cobblers in my country than monks. (No pun intended, really!)
Heraclitus’ submission “You never step in the same water twice” pretty much helped me understand ‘A-B’ theory…
Thank you for dropping by. It’s always pleasure to hear from you. Your comments wake me up!! 🙂
I really enjoyed this and my search for good hiking boots never ends!
Oh right! I remember the ones you were wearing in one picture. Cool pair and I mentioned it then..Ah…Now I remember that too!
Yes but they were not hiking boots, my feet are so wide I always look for new boots ! What brand do you wear?
Those weren’t mine and me too a wide feet. II get them made, hand stitched, a lil less elaborate roman chappals kinda…
Wow! Can you hike in them?
No.. I live by the coast, travel places, I end up capturing the odd..If my camera tells me to buy hiking shoes, we’ll meet at a bar..cool?
Your camera talks to you ? 🙂
In fact is a dictator! 🙂
So is mine actually : )
Yours is a good listener. I think you pamper him good 🙂
This is terrific Arjun-The images are wonderful on their own but with your added stories, it just adds an extra dimension to it all-wonderful, wonderful!!
Thank you so much Meg! 🙂
Pure poetry. A little bit says a lot!
Thank you Ellen! 🙂
Your blog is your novel to the world Arjun. Each person a new and interesting chapter.
Thank you so much for your kind words Cao. I can’t think of a better way to dilute my self, unlearn!
That’s a beautiful portrait. His presence is right there in a way it could never be in a Ferrari.
Thank you very much Richard! 🙂
Richard said it beautifully. Excellent, Arjun.
Wisdom comes in many shoes.
Yisraela
One can drop everything one has and everything one thinks one is, and one is still walking.
However weird it might sound… I love the picture of the worn out shoes and the tiny story you weaved.. Monk seems happier!