Little boys and girls are often told and shown stories of heroic bravery when they are growing up. Who doesn’t like a tale where a righteous hero fought against a nasty villain.For people like me who never chose to argue loudly, push and shove around the playground, a title is passed very quickly. Wimp. Radubai. Limbutimbu. To make matters worse, […]
I stood firmly as a tree,witnessing a miraculous sight.To my left the sky was on fire,Burning deep yellows to orange brights.Consciousness at its peak, analysing this blissful time.To my right the sky was electric,Soothing deep indigo to silver ink blues.My sub conscious gently breaking into a melodic song.I stood firmly as a tree,witnessing a miraculous sight.An immersed whole me,The child […]
A travelogue on days spent in the heart of Washington D.C. in the 2019 Holiday Season. My last major trip before Covid-19.
Interview with Amita Deshpande, Founder of Re-Charkha Pune on her journey to create usable re-cycled products, empowering the tribal community and her passion to save the environment and enrich the community.
(Continuing my series on Parks in cities. This one on Central Park) माया नगरी, माया बाजार,भांडवलशाही राज्यांचे हे सुवर्ण दार.काम नाही तर राम नाही,काम नाही तर राम नाही,शहराला या आराम नाही. तरीही, भाग्यवान मँहँटनकरांनाआहे एक हक्काचा हिरवा गालिचा,सामान्य माणसाच्या यादीत असतोCentral Park चा फेरफटका. भटकता भटकता दिसते, त्या एखाद्या गरीब बापड्याला,Park मधून डोकावणारे ते पंचतारांकित शहर.तेंव्हा चंमचंमणार्या त्या मंझिंलींचीही भिडते […]
(Remembering my walk around Stanley Park, this time around last year) I walk hurriedly like the Mad Hatterbut with an air of a friendly West Coast jet-setter.Very determined, I open the Stanley Park map.A light grey sky cannot deter a Londoner armed with a rainy cap. The Lion Gate bridge adds to its glory as the theatrical sea planes fly […]
Right place, right time. It’s such a cliche. But is it? All of us never chose where to be born, whom to be born to, how to be born and most importantly at what time! My mother often narrates, how I was born on torrential rainy evening in July and getting to the hospital was a nightmare. Ah! The timing! […]
Underneath the floating clouds,drawing funny shapes in the air.We lay down aimlessly with an afternoon to spare.The Belfry of Petersham at distant,chimes sharp at three.The birdsong, the whizzing bees, orchestrating an afternoon melody.The grassblades whirling like dervishes,reveal that the Gods of Heaven have stopped time.A tummy full of chutney and brie, anda true partner in crime.
I often day dream of a desk by a scenic window with just hours of constructive writing. But instead, scatterbrains like me, indulge more in numerous diaries, journals and pocket books. I have an annoying habit of scribbling notes, doodling, scratching out and then forgetting all about it.Chances are you will find them in each of my rooms. I may […]
Streaming sailboats on the auburn horizon,a glorious day spent by the sea.Queueing up at the chippy for minutes, twenty.I polish that off with mushy peas, plenty. Now awaits the most awaited treat,“Make it the biggest scoop, please.”Licking away the delicious scoop,I stroll on the promenade merrily. Down come a gang of white feathers plump.With such precision, those rascals make me […]
The Colloquial Chutney and Little Miss Elf 