The birds returned to the tree a few days after we finished painting it. I like to think it was not coincidence but our hand. The birds have stayed on ever since. And the magical tree has taken on a different form.
Category: My experiences
A little girl in a red slip
The mundane yet beautiful frangipani tree outside my window does look pretty. Usually filled with leaves, bunches of white flowers peering in between the green, the slender brown bark reaching for the sun…and a sturdy branch holding onto a swing. It’s a simple rickety, make-shift swing that can just about hold a little child’s weight…
Hot pop corn & new ideas
I have to make an honest confession – it’s been years. Absolute years since I have eaten a 20-rupee pop corn in a theatre, powered by fans. And I must say I truly enjoyed it. There we were, a motley group of 17 people, tucked in the last two rows of the balcony diamond section….
The story of confusion, chaos & wonder
Then began the hail! And how! Loud rumbling sounds emerged, the wind suddenly seemed to have gained momentum and everything started flying – with an increased onslaught of rain inside Yagyashala.
The 7 sisters policy…
Somehow the story stayed with me and years later, I ended up informally implementing a seven-sister policy at office where …
The whole story
It’s been one month since I experienced something extraordinary. Something that made me realize that I could do more than I imagined, that it was possible to see together people united for something they believed in and watch a great expression of harmony unfold before my eyes – keep me bewitched with its splendour, yet…
Begins with me... 