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A Puzzle to solve
Gazing into infinity… into the dark sky Twinkle one…two…three… Twinkle four…five… six…! Blink one…two…three… Blink four…five… six… Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle…Blink Blink Blink… Twinkle Blink Twinkle...
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The story of Boxes
Along the Dab sitting across on a warm and comforting silk carpet, an old man and his wife gaze into the twilight overlooking the street… savoring a smoke from a hookah… pipe in one hand, the other...
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A Great Love Story
While the whole world is going nuts creating and apparently solving complexities, there still are a few blessed ones, for whom life is simple…. Not because they are incapable, but because they choose...
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A coppersmith’s strokes…
On a narrow Bazaar street… in a far far valley, inhabited by a pocket full of people was a small coppersmith’s shop. Noor, in his matchbox sized shop was often found beating metal meticulously… with...
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A Boatman’s Tale
Wading through the misty dark waters at the rise of dawn, Azan reverberates across Dal from various small mosques around… a mild alarm sets off to start a new day. A few minutes later, even before...
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Roasting their way through winters…
A walk at the break of dawn… warm soft grip of grandpa’s strong hand takes into its caress the cold fragile one of Abha’s… both walk hand in hand towards the Kandur shop, the neighborhood baker. As...
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A Bumbershoot Affair…
Dancing on a toe it could either be a crane or this mad man… both in hindsight whiling away time in wait. They smell fresh scents of a new beginning blowing in the air…. Cold is Old! Gurgling rivers...
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Gourds’ own country…
“Every year vines grow taller & fatter…they cling to every support on their way, suck nutrition from moist soil, sky & sunlight…And Flower! Plentitudously masculine, for the pain of bearing...
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From Cocoon to Carpets…
As the sun rises, the valley spreads like an enormous exquisitely patterned carpet… unrolling gently along the hillside like a million dewdrops… glittering at the edge of the rippling streams...
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Motifs of Joy in the Fabric of Time….
And the story begins in the womb of a snow clad valley…. where winters are severe, and making of wool cloth a practice from time immemorial… Reposed within, women of the household keep spinning Pashm...
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Duel life of a war dancer
Mask, a noun suggesting something put on to change or hide identity, to get out of ones or into another character… may or may not be worn…. Wearable masks range from material covers to expressions that...
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Begumpuri
Myriad are the terrains of this surface… patterned across the span by its local, to tell tales of their patch…. Do they weave flora on it, or dig minerals from deep within, is it to live through the...
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Changpa – The North People!
“Here’s a mountain we climbed, where a burnished pathway leads to nowhere but oneself… here’s a river we crossed and pitched our tent next to, where its rhythm cradled us into dreams and an awakening...
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Birth of the Idea
On one of his district tours to Chumur, Deputy Commissioner of Leh, G. Prasanna Ramaswamy IAS, noticed the women knitting beautiful garments for their family. This was when this idea stuck him to hone...
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Kunbi
Sieving through a dense layer of transport, haphazard and junky on a hard road we are in a small town placed between the clarity of an established city and that of an even clearer village… headed...
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Waves of a Desert…
Gathering commences in the middle of deserted pavilions where velvet carpets adorn the Dessert lands & Manganiyars play folk music as a bugle for the occasions to begin. Royals from every corner...
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Winds on Foot…
Atop Sahyadri mountains withstands a beholder, all that need not come close… deceit and foul play of the theatrics around…. is silently swallowed by a carpet of white clouds floating right on top of...
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A stitch, a leap!
Long stretches of Babul… small mud puddles circled by pastures… offering a quick swim to the cattle… It’s calm in here as she swings herself in a hammock anchored between two trees… watching the pale...
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Back from the memory lane…
Azaan from the nearest mosque wake his senses & like every other day, Sardar Hussain sets out with his little trunk. Placing it on one side of the veranda, he gives the tattered rug a quick swish...
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Koorai Pattu Pudavai
Floral archways above their heads sway with the cold morning breeze… Banana trees on either side adorn the courtyard… With turmeric & saffron smeared on their forehead, to embark the humble...
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