It is speedier than Speedy Gonzales, more wily than the Wile E Coyote. It waits and watches in plain sight, Ninja like invisible to the eye. In a flash it seizes its chance and swoops from the skies. It clasps it in its deceptively small beak and flies away with the prize. The target is… Continue reading Waiting to crow on the golf course
I am in the middle of my annual break and like the fable favourite grasshopper, singing and dancing my summer away. This is the time I also promised myself to take on writing challenges. Just when I thought the singing and dancing was taking a toll on my creative juices and I'd rather sleep, this… Continue reading Fortnight Friday Fables #4; Master Villain’s Wonderous Weapon
I loved visiting my grandparents during summers. They lived in a sprawling bungalow surrounded by mango trees and a litchi orchard in a quiet town that went to bed by eight. Unlike the blistering heat of today , the days were warm and one could happily spread a mat under the mango canopy and laze… Continue reading Saving litchis
This photo was taken during a mission to locate 'Rani ka Talaab' (the queen's pool) listed by a travel website as a must see place in Ambala Cantt (the same sleepy town where I went Ravana hopping). The details were woefully scant but I was intrigued as it supposedly existed slap bang in the middle… Continue reading The path less travelled.