Sunshine

Summers begin withraw mango curries,jackfruit, cashew kernels,and ice applesbut it isn’t until I’ve hada bite of the Alphonsothat the nostalgia takes holdtransporting me to the verandawith the whitewashed walls.To the farm kilometers awaywhere the mangoes are still out of reachthe lone cashew, once a jump awayHas grown like an unruly teenager,drooping at the shouldersThere isContinue reading “Sunshine”

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”