He didn’t give up even after my failed attempt to kill him, something he insisted on mentioning each time he introduced me to someone.

September 5, 2020


He would always wait at the veranda. He’d welcome me with a grin, a tight hug and back rub. He had strong hands.

September 3, 2020


Mr Morrison was an Anglo-Indian tutor in great demand in my hometown. He admitted only the most dogged, and for a token fee.

August 22, 2020


You mean the indradhanush, I suggested. ‘Yes, that. It sucks up water and creatures from ponds and rivers, and then drops them somewhere.”

August 22, 2020


Neither is as drastic as we imagine. A lot changes discreetly during dormancy, a lot stays quietly unaltered during adaptation.
Our desire for drama spawns a lexicon which oversimplifies Nature and is comical to the cosmos. Even the fungus knows it’s all mighty complex. I wonder what Gerald Durrell would think of My Family and Other Fungi.
That innocent-looking button mushroom might just be sniggering at us.

August 22, 2020


In our unrelenting pursuit of excitement, and avoidance of tedium, we tend to forget that what we are really looking for is just a better story.
Perhaps there indeed lies, around the bend, a better story, a story smelling of sweet heady promise. Or perhaps, that is yet another alluring illusion.
It might descend upon us some day that life is almost entirely about the way we construct our silly little stories – so we can bestow upon ourselves a silly little grandeur.

August 21, 2020


In our big fear – the unknown – also lies our big wonder, the thrill of surprise and adventure.
This predicament has on tragicomic pitfall: our irredeemable hope that the unknown will ultimately reveal itself in our favour.
Tragic because we hope in spite of knowing that Nature, unlike us, is not a victim of vocabulary. And comic? Well, for the same funny reason.

August 21, 2020


Indulgence and abstinence – and all the myriad middling paths in between – can aggregate to a life richly explored and experienced.
Need there necessarily be a clash between the Apollonian and the Dionysian? Can’t we allow the versus to exist beside the and?
Perhaps, instead of ceaselessly
evaluating and choosing, we can let it all meld. Just the way it is in Nature.

August 21, 2020


Nature is perhaps more appealing for all its deviances, which only accentuate – and get accentuated by – the impeccably laid out patterns and proportions.
Many of us seek to arrange neatly the events in our lives, we seek tidiness – predictability, security, stability.
We have been led to believe that we are beyond Nature, that we can control it and improve it, organize it cleverly – no disruptions. Such hubris!

August 21, 2020


There is this certain disarming simplicity in the intricacies, a calm chaos in what initially looks like order.
I sit there in that one corner every morning, contemplating a new set of motley characters from various perspectives.
Straightforward lines and colours – that’s how they present themselves at first; and then, soon enough, as confounding composites of spirals and shades and layers. Just like people.

August 19, 2020