Song of the Summer Bird

(First Published in the Urban Shots: Crossroads Anthology) I ran out of the door, as soon as Padma turned her back on me. Before she could catch me, I was jumping down the stairs, two at a time. I slowed down after I crossed the gate to look behind me. Padma was not on my …

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Spring Forever

The platform was not as crowded as I expected it to be. As my parents walked to the notice board to reconfirm our reservation in the train, I gestured to my grandparents who were busy looking around. “Thatha, Paati come here.” “They have not reached,” announced Thatha. I looked around to confirm that my uncle, …

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Water as an entity

A few days ago, a river in New Zealand was granted the status of a person. Soon, Ganga and Yamuna were granted the status of people. https://www.theguardian.com/world/2017/mar/21/ganges-and-yamuna-rivers-granted-same-legal-rights-as-human-beings While it remains to be seen what this decision will mean in terms of protecting the rivers, it feels like a step in the right direction. But what …

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capturing sunsets

I love sunsets. They fascinate me tremendously. It is nice to see something so bursting and blinding white, suddenly get all fiery red and then mellow down to a feisty orange and later a lovely golden yellow. Sometimes the sunsets are brooding against the grey of the clouds, but when the purples, pinks come they …

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A tiny hill station in the western ghats

I�m reminded of those red hills that represented freedom; that let me run to them whenever I was assuaged by any emotion that I did not want to deal with or which overwhelmed me. I did not want anything holding me in captivity and so I chose to run whenever I could to those hills …

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