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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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Who knocks? That April!
Who knocks? That April! Lock the door! I will not be pursued! He stayed away a year, to call When I am occupied. But trifles look so trivial As soon as you have come, That blame is just as dear as praise And praise as mere as blame. ( from ‘Dear March come in…’ -EmilyContinue reading “Who knocks? That April!”
Nature rarer uses yellow…
Lady Nature is no spendthrift! She is tightfisted when it comes to yellow…She doesn’t mind splurging all other hues all around, but she saves all the yellows for Sunsets! The bright and resplendent Yellow: the colour of prosperity, joy, warmth; the colour that fills you with cheer and hope! The colour of the metal thatContinue reading “Nature rarer uses yellow…”
The Lotus Eaters
The land of the Lotus Eaters comes real and alive in Alfred Lord Tennyson’s famous poem ‘The Lotus Eaters’; the land “in which it seemed always afternoon” as the atmosphere was so peaceful and languid. The poem takes you to a dreamland and leaves you droopy eyed and intoxicated! All round the coastContinue reading “The Lotus Eaters”
Street Cries!
Poetry has no barriers, it crosses the boundaries; it blends with any nation, people, any terrain. It is universal. A ‘God of Small Things’ can happen only in Aymanam, ‘A Mornings in Jenin’ can take place only in Ein Hod or a ‘Thousan Splendid Suns’ rise only in Herat or Kabul. But the poetry ofContinue reading “Street Cries!”
The sky is low, the clouds are mean…
Monsoons bring a deluge of childhood memories! The cold and wet mornings, start of the new academic year, fresh smell of new textbooks and notebooks, long interesting book wrapping sessions, pasting name slips on the neatly wrapped books, new umbrellas with carefully chosen beautiful glass handles with a mild aroma, paper boats… all were partContinue reading “The sky is low, the clouds are mean…”
Hanuman and Sovanna Maccha
A painting of the monkey king and the golden mermaid at Phnom Penh airport It’s been a month since we moved into the capital city of Cambodia, Phnom Penh and this strange statue of a monkey king holding a lady, half human and half fish, right in the middle of a small pond in aContinue reading “Hanuman and Sovanna Maccha”
MAY the month bid farewell!
May too is standing at the threshold, turning back and waving her hands bidding goodbye… How quickly the months fly! The red hot May brought with her a bundle of pleasant childhood memories, more intense and heartbreaking memories of loss too…May will be back next year, but those who were snatched away by May willContinue reading “MAY the month bid farewell!”
Midas Touch
April is the cruellest month…’, says T.S.Eliot, but when we were children April was the merriest of the months! In Kerala schools usually close on the 31st of March and the two month-long Summer vacation was a time to rejoice! Holidays at Anakkara had a special charm. Each day was filled with fun, new adventuresContinue reading “Midas Touch”
A drop fell on the mango tree-another on the roof…
‘Horses sweat, men perspire and women merely glow’, goes the saying. Lady Phnom Penh is exhausted from glowing. Today she glistened with raindrops for a short while. A very brief respite from the suffocating heat! The smell of cool air and wet earth is refreshing. Sincerely wish this’s the start of the much awaited, longContinue reading “A drop fell on the mango tree-another on the roof…”
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