Lalbagh 16/11/2018 When the winter breeze begins blowing When the city’s auditoriums fill with plays Under the soft morning light in Lalbagh I sit, reading to the wind A collection of poems in hand Short stories in my bag Giant Silk Cotton Trees, three of them With me, behind the bench I sit Little men […]
04/11/2018 The year is turning soon. From the highways, it was as though South of this country is a glasshouse, separate from the Northern landmass. Days are pleasant here. Sun is soft. October and November are windy and the landscapes appear fluttering like flags in wind. With December, as Brigade Road lights up for Christmas […]
We don’t move in this city. Rosaries can be done waiting here.
Morning city. Nippy weather. The quiet is soothing. As though God muted India’s volume on the planet.
Organic products space is overrun with creative types and quirky names. An update into this space was long due. Should have been nice to run an essential oils processing unit to supply these. Unpolished, organic rice to sample for a few days, on a friend’s recco. And an organic detergent soap too.
Paradox of running 24/06/2018GKVK TrailAmong the many little epiphanies that constitute daily life, this evening’s was discovery of a paradox. When more time is taken to enjoy the views on a trail, precious run time minutes are spent on photographing instead of running, then the pace and distance improves. Not sure how. But it does. […]
21/06/2018Ran at Sankey this evening. Got there before the bats set out foraging and managed to have a sky without them. Solstice confuses bats too perhaps.Love on this day, for it is the longest.With 8k, resuming in the city. Always good to get back.
13/06/2018A walk along the Opera House to the harbour is for all days and all hours. The skyline grows. Construction cranes more than the birds, sometimes. A little Mumbai-like wave hits when the DFDS ferry arrives with its cruise passengers. June in Oslo is all about daylight and warmth. Sun doesn’t set for long. Sunlight […]
10/06/2018 City from the door.
10 miler at Cubbon this morning was smooth. A new running friend to pace with, and an absolutely well proportioned body to watch in stride. As suspected got hungry midway. Glad that some have set up fruit kiosks along a stretch. India can be so damn over the top with its enterprising ways. Never been […]