(A Haiku spotlighting fragile habitats) She flutters about,a new lifecycle awaits,a mother’s instinct. For the precise host,and the only sustenance,scouring the coppice. Misfortune beckons,thickets touched by human greed,a sparse foliage. Tired wings stagger,time and vigour on the wane,unbending instinct. A forsaken nook,of stunted hardy herbage,a singular host. Eggs promise new life,The past gladly ebbs away,Axe … Continue reading Of Verdurous Preserves
This one isn’t about tea or its receptacle. Nor remotely about W. Shakespeare. (Neither is it an attempt to plagiarise any of his revered dialogues.) It is titled thus since I fear there being a fair chance that at the end of my exposition you may feel that it is much ado about nothing; but … Continue reading Tempest in a Teapot?
Trudging through the forest deep my sights were set high, admiring the verdant canopy limiting the azure sky, then a dead twig snapped beneath causing me to stare, a carpet of leaves bark and fruit strewn around sans flair. Mottled sunlight on humid ground with countless life that toil, silent at work unseen unheard feed … Continue reading Floored!
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?