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I’ll Be The Human And You Be The Tree

A tree and a woman get talking in a forest. After a few minutes the tree says, “Let’s play a game.” “OK,” the woman says. “I’ll be the human and you be the tree.” “But why,” the woman asks. “It’s … Continue reading

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I Remember This City

I remember this city, when I first visited it as a wide-eyed child. I remember the gardens, I remember the flowers, I remember the Vidhana Soudha, I remember the bull temple. I remember the saree my mother purchased from Deepam … Continue reading

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From a Bangalore Treetop

I have been here for ages now Back then, I was a sapling and small I have lived and grown with my friends in tow But now I am lonely, though towering and tall. From where I stood, I would … Continue reading

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Abundance

Dusk seemed to excite the avians, flocking in hordes to the mango tree. Life was abundant, energetic, and vocal, threatening to burst out of its green shelter in a cacophony of sounds, colours, and shapes. The mango tree seemed to … Continue reading

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Tale of the trees

Once there flourished A garden city Its occupants stood Tall and proud Magnanimous by nature They sheltered All under their broad canopy Birds and bees of every kind Frolicked amidst blooms Varied, multi-hued Neither too hot nor too cold It … Continue reading

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Nostalgia

“Is it true?” Ramanappa uncle asks, His voice trembling with the weight of the looming death That awaits the memories he has nurtured and raised over the years. I walk as slowly as I can Listening to the music of … Continue reading

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When We Are Gone

“Ayyo! It’s right there. Look where I am pointing. Yes! That bunch, get it down.” “Just a minute, Sir, I will need to climb higher. Almost there. Got it!” Ranga’s feet finally found its footing and he added the mangoes … Continue reading

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