This section features memories mostly from my childhood memories in the countryside and the recent past.
Some trees towered up higher than others, sometimes alone, in the gently sloping grasslands. These lone standing trees are sturdy withstanding diverse seasons of the year. Towering up, in its verb form, is to rise up, climb up, or soar at a great height. With the onset of summer season, cultivation of crops has started … Read more
In the middle of December, two years ago, I had undergone brain surgery. Just ten days left before the year’s Christmas dawned. I was recovering, in the Intensive Care Unit, with few pains between the doses of painkiller. Somehow, I want to go home before Christmas. And I know it could simply be a far … Read more
During my formative years, I had spent considerable amount of time herding cattle, sometimes sheep, in the slopes of the hills. Most of the time we were alone, except for our bovine friends, which we had closely watch. In the nearby shade of trees, we sat down, waiting for the animals to be fed. It … Read more
There were willow trees in the corner of our mustard field. It is nearby the bank of a river. Beneath the willow I’d sat down, escaping from my routine life. The cold sand waiting for the warm sun rays, until they featured in the stipulated alignment of the earth and sun. Serene beauty, with reflections … Read more