Bare Reflections

Brown may be my colour yet, my heart is still alive, roots yet drink from the damp soil, my branches still do thrive. All summer long I fought the blaze, yearning an ashen cloud, not to see you eye my limbs, sharpened axes in the crowd. I sense my moment has come at last, there’s … Continue reading Bare Reflections

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Development at What Cost?

In our continued fight to save the Aarey forest in Mumbai from the deadly clutches of the Metro car shed, I want to bring to the fore one point, which I have been time and again trying to put across to some of my friends, who feel content with the authorities' promise of either partial … Continue reading Development at What Cost?