Frangipani

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I believe I'm a sun person Long cold days of Delhi with its lovely winter of the past Always made me yearn for the sun to appear at last Foggy days when the school bus was just two circles of smokey yellow Rainy days when the world was all shades of gray and a muddy puddle Few moments of the delicious sun on winter evenings in the garden Oranges and books and the nice cream thin shawl Winter has gone, am in the land of the sun Everything is alive, ripe, full of life Mosquitoes and worms and flies all thrive Bread goes bad, the spinach has dried up Tomatoes are shriveled and the wind has given up My back is cold with sweat, my skin has changed color I rub the sun away from my eyes and yet it wins and dries them up Yellow has gone and blue is back Red is completely ignored, green strives to win the day Sun - life with you or without you - is difficult Life - with sun or without sun - is difficult I know the sun will rise again...today, tomorrow, and forever - My hand at poetry and I

J’attends le bus. Je m’installe sur l’unique banc vide. Une jeune femme vêtue d’un sari vert attend avec moi. La vieille est toujours là. Des enfants jouent autour d’elle. Elle est couverte de boue. Plusieurs saisons ont laissés des traces sur elle. Elle a du être très belle. Abandonnée au bord d’une méchante route. Une route bordée de sombres magasins, sales et bruyants : un atelier d’ automobiles, une boucherie, un chai-wallah. Une piste d’huile, la queue d’un chéval. Un tuyau. Des ordures partout. Indifférente, au milieu de toute cette laideur moderne, la vieille continue d’exister. Immobile. Seule, elle reste dans son coin. Cachée et isolée de ce monde. Un monde qui ne lui appartient plus. Délaissée pour une autre. Plus jeune. Plus moderne. Elle a été belle elle aussi. Des parebrises brisés. Des vitres absentes. Des pneus envahis par une terre affamée, la vieille voiture résiste enco

I had created this presentation last year as a small step towards spreading the GREEN word. This year to celebrate World Environment Day, I thought that I would share the same thoughts with a wider audience, by posting it to my blog. So, here it is: Let's hear it for THE Earth!!!

The world has been talking about it. It has been broadcast and the story has made headlines all over the world. I'm referring to the performance by Susan Boyle on the show Britain's Got Talent. Her singing was extremely beautiful for sure and that is probably not the most appropriate degree that I'm using. However, what seems to be the real spice in the Susan Boyle story is that she is 47 years old and does not come near to meeting the acceptable standards of beauty in the world. And for some reason, these factors seem to be of more importance than her singing prowess. Why do we always think like this? Na...not think...judge like this. Just because she does not meet the generally-accepted standards of feminine beauty, is she not a woman? Is she not a human being? No, i'm not being moralistic here (if such a word exists) but i have always found it annoying when people make judgments just by looking at the way people dress or walk or talk. Agreed that physical appearance

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle This is the campaign line of most green societies today wanting to emphasize on how we can save the environment by following these three R's. This made me think about how we have done this in the past and for ages in India. Reduce This is about the time when you would leave that one last mound of rice and dal on your plate complaining that you could eat no more, and your tummy would burst!! And mommy, would always say, "Don't waste food. There are people in the world who don't get enough and here you are wasting it. If you don't want so much, you should have taken less." Bingo! The concept of Reduce, right from scratch. Then, there were always times when we would be admonished for leaving the fan or the light on in the room, when we were not in the room ourselves!! This was a lesson well learned and till date, i feel guilty if i forget to switch off lights or other electricity-eating equipment. We learned this early and maybe it had to d

This is something that i've been thinking about for a long time and when i say that i dont mean a few hours or a few days but it is something which has always 'bothered' me, let's say, for the lack of a better word. Through this post, i will try and sort it out as much as i can or as less as i must. Our names are a mark of our identity. At times, they are the only thing that identify us. In any case, they are the first things that act as identification. What do you learn from a name? And i will stick to Indian names only. Many people can tell you your religion and also your caste from your name. I've never been good at doing that and that i think has somewhere worked to my disadvantage, where family expectations are concerned. Religion, regions, communities, castes - i like to believe that these are nothing but systems of classification, of organizing. And that is how they began at least. Religion - i like the flower and believe in it. X draws power from the water a