Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Shravan, the holy month, draws to a close.
It has been a peaceful time.
In tribute, some images of temples dedicated to Lord Shiva -- these were taken when I rushed through a few states down south last year.

At the garden in VIZAG

Sringeri gate

the ancient temple in Sringeri

Suchindram temple
the ancient shrine in Bora caves

Sunday, July 10, 2016

What a a magical trail ... Silonda, in SGNP... the absolute thriller was listening to the call of the drongo...such variety of the calls from one diminutive bird.. unbelievable.(blurry pic, hence not posted). Huge huge thanks to Ushamaam, Renee maam and the TAW...


Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Incredible how busy one can be-- without much to show for it.  Days have fallen into a predictable pattern now--  a longish walk in the morning, afternoon nap, evening time  a Turkish serial and then a temple visit. Yes, for the first time in years I collect and arrange flowers, and for the first time ever, I tried to decipher the meanings of the verses I have long recited by rote.

I did some volunteer work too, but may need to shift back to teaching English instead of science, my students have gone AWOL,they preferred coaching classes.

Have been caretaking with hospital visits for some people too, but fortunately that phase seems to be over for now.

Writing got difficult with all the free time...  Some translations got done, but my speed has halved now as the author has turned extra particular...

I did watch some great movies—Sairat, Waiting, Udta Punjab, Dhanak—and that’s from the last two months only. Finished “Being Mortal” by Atul Gawande…. Gave my grey cells a workout.

Friday, April 29, 2016

the panicked screeches of birds losing their homes and wood being hacked for no reason...this has kept me busy... more later


Thursday, March 24, 2016

I have a story up on Pure Slush.. this one's derived from hours of meetings one has sat through.


Sunday, March 20, 2016

Photos from a tree walk last week...

Thursday, March 10, 2016

Trees aflame with flowers-- kesu, or the flame of the forest. African tulip, trees bursting with blooms.

Leaves crunch underfoot.

Like life and none, and the cycle of time. 

The past few months have been heavy with loss.

Perhaps it is time for color to return.