Lusaka to Livingstone
There are two views from a moving car – the far and the near. While the first is barely moving, the second is a swishing blur. Between the knolls in slow motion and the swarming swards is you. Belted into a metal capsule, hurtling forward. Over soporific savannahs, just-vanished mirages, through blinking shades of patulous […]
If I stopped rolling now…
The devoir of a good son is to break the news of surviving a near-fatal miss to his mother softly. Fortune is on his side as it is dusk preventing her from seeing the numerous bandages stuck to his limbs and jaw, torn jeans flapping and a second chin from stitching together the long cut […]
Vagamon – hilly tales
Belgian monk Francis Acharya decided to come to India after he met Gandhi in London. So impressed was he by the Mahatma’s espousal of the tenets of Hinduism that he wanted to work for the ‘encounter between Hinduism and Christianity.’ After several unsuccessful applications for visa he finally approached Vijayalakshmi Pandit who was the Indian […]
Let’s lose the kids in the water
Being the only uncle to a bunch of boys who can fill out a small platoon comes with not just enough responsibilities but a minimum knowledge requirement. Like knowing ‘fast track.’ “Tom mama, let’s get fast track,” said one of my nephews at the entry to the water park. “But didn’t I get you all […]