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Photographs and savouring memories

There is an elderly lady who lives in a small but adequate flat in the Begumpet locality of the city of Hyderabad. She is surrounded by her family; her son, her daughter-in-law and her two grandchildren. She wears a red sari and her hair is white. Her skin is the...

The Itch

As I work and toil, like real everyday people do, I can’t help but let my mind wander sometimes. I’m back in a routine. I’m getting things done, the class I work in is working well, until management tells me it is not (which I hope won’t happen...

The beaches in Bali have black sands

The beaches in Bali can have black sands; Hot volcanic ash glitters and gleams as galaxies float underfoot. Rattan basket offerings litter the views where small gods eat and run. They might stay a little longer and linger In the temples where tourists can only defile....
In between times

In between times

There are times when it’s important to step forward into simpler times. We’ve taken a break from the daily grind before we head back into the throes of it. We’ve been in Hyderabad for over a month now, with a week’s break in between on a tropical island. Time stops...

The Spirit of Things

A tune wafts through the windows and corridors of our building, it glides through the blades of grass outside on the lawns and lingers with the rustle of the leaves of the frangipani and coconut trees.“Sokoli tumar iccha,Iccha-moyee, Tara, tumi.Tomar karma, tumi koro...

“Parlez-Moi d’Amour”

To Paris… If you have ever visited Paris, inevitably you probably want to visit again. If you have never been…you must! Paris is all about aesthetics. It is about being pleasing to the eye, to the ear and to the tongue. Even the mums in the park oozed style in just...