A Whiff of the Wild Western Ghats

The figures waving at us from way up in the lush hills before us appeared only a few millimetres tall and that was my first moment of realisation that we had somewhat (?) fallen behind the rest of the ten, 15-to-50s friends headed due north-northwest trekking along the Duke’s Nose trail from Kurvande village, Maval. … Continue reading A Whiff of the Wild Western Ghats

The Drunken Leaf

(A leaf expresses in Tanka upon a delightful drizzle) A little splatterI bow with a grateful heartrunning off my skintrickling down to the parched eartha dampness that kindles hope The blessings do poursoaking my soul in delighta warm cool wetnessit seeps into loamy depthsto rise in my surging veins – Narendra Nayak © 2021

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