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  • The Flower of Autumn

    The Flower of Autumn

    The days turn shorter. There is a cool mist in the early mornings. An Indian autumn is in the air. A rather untidy, nondescript tree in a corner of the garden tentatively puts forth a cluster of blooms – white stars on jaunty orange stalks. The sheuli. Others may know it as the parijat, the…

    October 5, 2023
  • Sounds of the Night

    Sounds of the Night

    For the night is not all calmness and tranquility. While humans sleep, the night awakes—not just to hushed whispers and muted murmurs; but to chirps, yowls, and screeches! Sounds buried in the din of day ring clear and true. Its a journey of rediscovery as my ears acquaint me with the passing sounds of the…

    May 21, 2026
  • Hair fall – the conspiracy theory

    But oblivious of the warning signs, totally wrapped in itself, the hair still relaxed, letting its hair down. Little did it know that its fall was near.

    May 9, 2026
  • The naptini

    The naptini

    Within a day or two of our homecoming she would be at the door, looking as she always did. Unchanging and constant, holiday after holiday. Grey-haired, tall and straight-backed, with a dark weather-beaten face, paan-stained teeth, and intelligent, shrewd eyes.

    April 25, 2026
  • Celebrating the Fool

    Celebrating the Fool

    For humankind lives not by bread alone, but by moments of shared fun and laughter. This was the fool’s life and his livelihood. His skills were manifold—acrobatic, juggling, wordplay, mimicry, magic, music and dance—he was the Jack-of-all-comical-trades!

    April 11, 2026
  • THE PARAKEET who wanted to be a bat and other stories

    THE PARAKEET who wanted to be a bat and other stories

    While all the other parakeets perched dutifully upright as birds are wont to do, this one hung upside down, tail held up to the sky, squawking defiantly.

    March 31, 2026
  • The Circle of Life—a Balcony View.

    Its February. The bare branches of the Indian cork trees stretch heavenwards pleading for fresh garments to cover their nakedness. Beyond them, usually shielded by their thick foliage, the grey and white tower block too stands exposed to curious eyes. Life is astir behind the concrete facade—a blur of images on a TV screen where…

    March 26, 2026
  • A knotty piece of string

    A knotty piece of string

    Anyone who has ever knitted, crocheted, quilted, embroidered or otherwise worked with a length of yarn has witnessed this miracle. A perfectly innocuous, straightforward length of yarn mysteriously ties itself into a convoluted knot. As though tired of running in an endless track, it decides to curl up on itself for a cosy nap. Called…

    March 14, 2026
  • Dangerous creatures—megafauna to microbes

    Our prehistoric ancestors were brave. Small bands of them stepped out of their caves into the wilderness to hunt, armed with only wooden spears, clubs, and roughly sharpened stones. They hunted no ordinary creatures—they stalked megafauna—menacing monsters several times their size and several hundred times their weight. Dangerous beasts which could kill with a sideways…

    December 4, 2025
  • Planetary alignments

    Planetary alignments

    I wasn’t a believer. But the day dawned when the planetary alignments declared I had power to influence world peace. Had I but known earlier……As things were, my sphere of influence extended over the limited 1200 square feet of my own home. But I consoled myself—peace, like charity, must begin at home. Deeply impressed that…

    November 15, 2025
  • The forgotten sole

    The forgotten sole

    Last night I came face-to face with my forgotten sole. Yes, I’ve spelt it right. S-O-L-E. The underside of our feet. Of course it was in a dream. I can barely look at my toes (on my more flexible days), so the sole is a virtual impossibility. It’s often left for dreams to make possible…

    October 20, 2025
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