Monday, July 2, 2007

Where do they go...

I don't know where they are... the ugly people...

I didn't really know I was looking for them, till it struck me the other day that I was constantly surrounded by the beautiful

Being a foreigner puts you in a certain space, naturally. You have a new pair of eyes, you don't quite speak the language.. and it gives you plenty of time to simply perch yourself and I guess... watch..

I just moved to Italy from India and can promise you... its a revelation.