Tweets and Blue Skies

Bird songs are changing. The voice, pitch and content might all acquire new dimensions. Twitter has got a new owner. The birds outside my window chirp in their usual urgent tone, demanding food. I cater to their needs quickly. They give me hope. Silently, I bless the birds and pray they are not overpowered by … Continue reading Tweets and Blue Skies

Cold mountain

Mountains are designed to be cold. They make me feel dwarfed and inconsequential. Then, I pity their immobility. I’m blessed with flexibility to move, change my position, escape from things I don’t like.  Yet, mountains intimidate. They drop a rock here and there to demonstrate power. The uncertainty dwarfs my mindset again.  I’d like to … Continue reading Cold mountain

Bombay winter

Bombay does not have much of a winter. However, this year has been slightly different. We have foggy mornings, a nip in the air late evening, and occasionally, I see someone on a morning walk wearing a sweater. We welcome the lowered temperatures, as we don’t need air-conditioning. Fabrics like corduroy, velvet, tweed vie for … Continue reading Bombay winter


I wake up every morning with a thought. What if there are no calendars, rituals not imposed on me? Would I still make an effort to recap, review, reset?  I take sunrise and sunset for granted. Why do I need to worry about the number of times my planet revolves around the Sun? It’s an … Continue reading Renewal

Gratitude I say thanks to so many people so many times - politeness, protocol, gratitude, or to close a conversation. It is a kind of reflex action. I may choose to convey special thanks in a special manner for a special gesture. It may be a heartfelt message, a token gift or doing something for … Continue reading Gratitude


The shadow gets darker as light changes in autumn evenings. It spreads arms on both sides, as if it wants to hug me. I’m curious. I’d like to know it better. Where does it live? What does it do? Why do we fear those who exist on a different plane? I guess because they are … Continue reading Shadows


There are tiny rocks in my path every day, which I toss around to create new patterns. Today is different. An unknown mysterious force has placed a massive rock there. My dog expends energy in sniffing around it, gives me a very positive look. I warn him against trying to move it. I’ve experienced blocks … Continue reading Rocks

Back to School

It is a school reunion meeting. Wandering in the revamped school premises, I wonder what would be different if I had to do it all over again.  We depended so much on what was written in books, and whatever teachers said. There was nothing wrong in those times. It had a certain quaintness of innocence, … Continue reading Back to School


August is not my birth month, but it’s eventful for Leos, even if one was born late  in July. Somehow, the major changes in life occur somewhere around this time. August is full of grey skies and heavy rains, but how one loves this weather in sultry tropical climes…. A couple of festivals also fall … Continue reading August


Photo by Brett Jordan on I like living in closed spaces with curtains drawn. The solstice may pass unnoticed in a lockdown situation. Heavy rains and dark clouds, anyway  play a partial block to daylight. I wonder if day and night look forward to equality for six months, or is it something they take … Continue reading Benchmarks