Pedestrians
We finally saw the pointlessness of constantly trapezing through life and unthinkingly clambered out (on all fours of course) of our ancient liana curtained,…
Nodnat - is a pen name that the writer with deep knowledge of Himalayan flora and fauna and a keen environmentalist has adopted. He hails from Kotgarh, in Shimla Hills and retired as Principal Chief Conservator of Forests from Himachal Pradesh forest department.
We finally saw the pointlessness of constantly trapezing through life and unthinkingly clambered out (on all fours of course) of our ancient liana curtained,…
The realization that in order to be happy and remain happy the pursuit of wealth is a prerequisite comes to more people late and…
The time had come to realise that new middle class aspiration, buying a car! Or may be as someone counselled, “the time has gone,…
While I was trying to elaborate on a complicated non point, she interjected, “Yeh kya Oot Patang bolte rehte ho!” Perhaps without any hope…
It stands there, in steps on the slope at the edge of a deodar forest; of southerly aspect catching the precious winter sun when…
As our plane droned over the Arabian Sea, way in the distance a tiny speck began to take the shape of a green blob….
Two timely questions. The second one very personal, yet so universal. Like trying to figure out belatedly, “Who Am I”? The one word question…
We swear by it, but it scares us no end. Though we have thrown the keys of those locked cupboards after hiding paper skeletons…
THIS ONE IS OLDER THAN THE STORY OF THAT MIGHTY BATTLE (OR was it BATTLEGROUND?). So where is Krookshetra? Is it nowhere, like Utopia;…