The gradient was not that steep for the mildly experienced climber that I am, but the lack of level ground to get a firm footing was turning into a trifling issue. I had climbed about halfway up the rocky slopes and, wedging my feet in the space between the crevices of adjacent boulders, I lowered … Continue reading A Lot of Bull(bul)!
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?
Dosa! I pride myself (a bit bordering on conceit) on being a dosa connoisseur, having tasted this gift of the Gods (did God have a slightly South Indian bias when blessing us with breakfast items?) wherever it was on offer during my abundant travels – from the humblest of rustic roadside shacks to the antiseptic … Continue reading The Heirloom Dosa
After an arduous trek lasting about an hour I reached the grassy banks of the small lake. It was not the walk itself, which stayed uphill most of the time and then the descent on the other side of the mountain, which was demanding but rather the high humidity and warm stifling air that sapped … Continue reading A Pain(t)ed Stork!
Wiping my sweaty brow with the back of one hand, I plonked myself down on a huge, red, dusty, chunk of laterite stone sticking out of the ground. The sun was almost up and soon it would be showtime. A few yards in front of me the lead actors had already taken to stage that … Continue reading Pree Pree Trill Trillup!
Clicking the cap into place on the telephoto lens, I whipped off the sweat-soaked camera strap off my neck. The sun had already committed itself to rising in some other distant place, and was contemplating its final exit moves. In a few minutes no amount of tinkering with aperture or ISO would give me flash-unassisted … Continue reading Shadows over the Lake
These flowers remind me of an interesting story which takes me all the way to Hong Kong. The flag of this beautiful country bears an equally charming five-petalled flower of a native tree, Bauhinia blakeana, also known as the Hong Kong Orchid Tree (though it's not an orchid but actually a leguminous tree). The story … Continue reading The Colour Purple