There is a stray dog that lives in the compound of our society. I have nicknamed him, Old General. He is one ugly dog. Once upon a time he must have been a handsome fellow. But now he is mangy and his eyes are full of pus. He walks with a limp and his ear…
Read moreReligion: Binding or Blinding?
August, September, October, the season of festivals in India! Almost every religion will have celebrated at least one festival in these months, Raksha bandhan, Ganpati, Mother Mary’s birthday, Pateti, Onam, Id… The child in me rejoices. I love the joy, the colour, the excitement, the food, the general feeling of “all is well!” that comes…
Read moreTeaching me to live
Today is teacher’s day and when I think of teachers, what springs to mind is mom holding me with this big book on her lap reading out poems to me. I used to listen, fascinated as I looked at the page, dark blue sky, silver moon, birds flying home, a pony kicking up his heels…
Read moreSwachh Bharat? Swachh Nothing #2
The Secrets In The Compound Be careful when you walk in our compound There’s no telling what you will find. You will see so many things You’ll find secrets of every kind As I walk my dog around, Without having snooped, I know what my neighbours have been up to. I know someone’s baby has…
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