#ThursdayTreeLove14: Boulevard of Dreams
We drove down these boulevard of beautiful trees, last month. These trees have been my travel companions ever since I was a child, as I have crossed them multiple times
Of Ice and Men #BarAThon
It’s a bitterly cold winter morning in New Castle Upon Tyne, UK. The roads are snowed out by 10 inches. Elvis needs to get to work. His job as a newspaper boy entails waking up at 4 AM, picking up the newspapers from the dealer and dropping them at each doorstep before 6 AM, in the Heaton neighbourhood.
Life of Pie: #BarAThon
I sit pretty, on delicate bone china cutlery, surrounded by my companions that include delectable savouries like shepherd’s pie, mushroom quiches, chicken pie, corned beef pie, pot pie, Cornish pasty. Then there are my brethren: sweet, mouth-watering wonders like pear pie, banoffee pie, lemon meringue pie, pumpkin pie, rhubarb pie, blueberry pie and the likes. I am the quintessential apple pie. We all have made a grand comeback at the Claremont Pie Festival.
Fault in Our Stares : #BarAThon
Sanjana sits demurely, a royal blue, Banarsi silk saree draped around her head, in a ghunghat (veil). Last evening she took the saath phere (seven rounds around the sacred fire) with Suraj amidst the chants of Vedic mantras, to culminate their 5-year-old relationship into marriage. Both sides of the family, from the rural interiors of Uttar Pradesh had congregated to witness the ceremony. The Band Baja Barat, clad in their usual garish red, had sung and played, blaring the loudspeakers through the night with Mera Piya Ghar Aaya O Ramji (Happy…
#ThursdayTreeLove 13: Home is Where the Heart Is
When the country roads took me home, Ms. Amaltas came calling into my heart.
#ThursdayTreeLove 12: Different Strokes
“Trees are the poems that the earth writes upon the sky.” – Khalil Gibran
#Micropoetry – Rage
Creeps in stealthily Like a thief Though fleeting, Robbing me of my goodness Depriving me of my much deserved happiness.
Keeping that Happiness Intact : #MondayMusings #mg #HighlightsofHappy
I haven’t written since last Thursday. For some reason weekends snow ball into a busy time, and though I did try sitting down to write last evening, I drew simple blanks. So this morning after much thought and deliberation which also included exploring writing prompts, I chose to write yet again on happiness. I recently wrote one guest post on Isheita’s blog, as part of her birthday week celebration. You can read it here – Do I Deserve to Be Happy?
Morning Mysticism – Komorebi : #ThursdayTreeLove
It’s our last morning at Dhanachuli, a quiet little hamlet in the Himalayas. It’s a Thursday morning too. A day when we share our Tree Love. As I walk past the apple, pear and walnut trees, I look at them quizzically and wonder whether to feature them in my today’s post. I take some random shots, but they aren’t as appealing as I would like them to be. We are bidding this lovely hamlet a final goodbye, walking past the…
A Tryst With the Clouds and the Rolling Hills
Te Aroha, Dhanachuli, Uttarakhand, India Dhanachuli is a tiny little hamlet tucked in the Uttrakhand mountains and an hour and half drive away from Bhimtal. This is where we are currently cooling out heels and toasting ourselves in the morning sun. This little paradise amidst a bountiful of nature that includes towering pine trees; their needles carpeting the ground beneath, wild apple, pear and walnut trees, an abundance of rose brambles in varied hues of pink, yellow, purple, rose orange;…