Life is not a box of chocolates; it is a flock of flamingos

I have started to go bird-watching again. My body seems to have regained some of its strength. So, I have been visiting bird-friendly areas; to re-acclimatize myself to their sights, smells and sounds. But, this is not the part of the narrative in which the protagonist reconnects with something he loves. And miraculously - everything... Continue Reading →

A long-legged zest for dawn

A lagoon yawns in watercolour prints, as spindly ghosts, bathed in pink, like tall orders of strawberry cream, spread their wings and sing their songs, haunting sepia skies at the break of dawn. I had spent a good deal of time and energy with Greater Flamingos in 2014.  The first time I ever spotted them was during last summer. They... Continue Reading →

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