” Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter ; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; “ ~ Keats-Ode on a Grecian Urn~ The orange-bearded musician is playing the wind instrument alghoza that consists of a pair of flutes. One of them produces heavy notes and the other low notes. Music experts callContinue reading “Ye Soft Pipes, Play On…”
Category Archives: Memories
3A Station, Saigon
Saigon’s 3A Station is a 3 year old memory now. A favourite haunt of the youth, 3A (Alternative Art Area) Ton Duc Thang Street used to house small cafes, handicraft shops, art shops, small boutiques and so on; a vibrant art venue where the alleys pulsated with amazing wall graffiti. 3A used to be aContinue reading “3A Station, Saigon”
Elegy to an old sentinel
Before the next floods hit him or the storm fell him our Ungu tree (The Indian Birch tree) was called to sleep a few months back. Nature would have taken his thousand emerald leaves to her bosom, his strong sturdy trunk and bark would have lit someone’s hearth. “Now that I have opened that bottleContinue reading “Elegy to an old sentinel”
Spring hesitates at Winter’s door…
Spring hesitates at Winter’s door, But the mango blossom rashly runs out to him~ Tagore March brings with him the fragrance of mango blossoms. Like the ashoka flower, mango blossom is one among the five floral arrows in Kamadeva’s (God of Love) quiver. The buds break open to golden blooms heralding the arrival of Spring.Continue reading “Spring hesitates at Winter’s door…”
The empty chair
Some chairs are never empty Memories sit on them… .
Neelathamara, The Blue Lotus
Lotus that rises pure and fragrant above the muddy waters has always been a symbol of purity and spirituality. In Buddhism, Hinduism, Jainism and Sikhism the flower is highly regarded and has a very prominent position. In Buddhist art and literature lotus motifs are highly symbolic. . A fully bloomed flower symbolises enlightenment where asContinue reading “Neelathamara, The Blue Lotus”
Over the Moon…again
Here comes another full moon; the first full moon of the year 2017. The full moon of January is called the Full Wolf Moon, Hunger Moon or the Cold Moon… It is said that wolves howled out of hunger in the cold winter month and hence the name wolf moon. As usual I setContinue reading “Over the Moon…again”
Daisy, the poet’s darling
Contented they are in their lowly status Daisies spread joy to the beholder. Here are lines from three different poets on the simple, demure yet cheerful Daisies…A bed of daisies on a hill station brought back flowery memories of Munnar days… smell of the fresh air, pine trees, evergreens, bird songs and cool weather. SaidContinue reading “Daisy, the poet’s darling”
Shades of Rain…
Look out at the July skies! Ready to burst open at anytime. Mountains of clouds come floating with no warning; heavy hearted they hover around for a while, then they pour down… The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain. ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow June-July rains are entirely different in Kerala, myContinue reading “Shades of Rain…”
MAY the month bid farewell!
Originally posted on House Sparrow:
The gulmohur tree in our Bassac Garden May too is standing at the threshold, turning back and waving her hands bidding goodbye… Until we meet next year, the red hot May! How quickly the months fly! May brought with her a bundle of pleasant childhood memories, more intense and heartbreaking memories…
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