Getting the Olive Ridleys home

Under the starlit sky and crescent moon, we headed out to prepare for the human visitors. The stumps and rope were brought out and an enclosure made for the safe passage of the tiny creatures. We were in Velas, a small village in Ratnagiri, which accounts for about 40% of the population of Olive RidleyContinue reading “Getting the Olive Ridleys home”

That earthy feeling

The one you have when you are walking on dusty roads, past overgrown trees and crumbling old houses.┬áThe one you have daydreaming as you wait for the water the boil so you can take a bath. The one you have when you prefer the simple dal-rice combo, cooked by the maid on the wood-fired stove.Continue reading “That earthy feeling”

Back to school

When I first landed there, the kids were practicing for a dance competition. Nepali melodies were blasting off the lone speaker as the teachers corrected the steps and got the formation right. Seated on a small stool, a step above the veranda, I marvelled at the conceptualisation as the tune imprinted itself into my memory.Continue reading “Back to school”

Pinkish hues

They were everywhere, hundreds of them, swarming in the waters nearby. Most of them had their necks down, busy hunting for food. But ever so soon, one would flap open the wings and soar the skies. Oh! what a sight it was to see the full wingspan, the black contrasting against the layers of whiteContinue reading “Pinkish hues”

The Great Indian Railways

I was half leaning against the sideboard, tying my hair,  eyes still groggy with sleep, when what do I see – a peacock strutting on the dusty road adjoining the rail tracks. The sun was still rising at this point as I gaped at these birds from the coveted side lower berth during my journeyContinue reading “The Great Indian Railways”