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The balcony has finally recovered from that delayed monsoon of last year. We lost a few plants – that is
I wanted to write about life: birth and renewal. On the balcony are newly emerged saplings of melon, red ginger
The balcony sees many visitors through the year. Mostly birds, but also squirrels and the not so welcome rat. Wasps
This last month, I did myself a long overdue favour and gifted flowers. To me: from me. I love flowers,
Two days ago: The storm is far away still, gathering its forces out at sea. It pushes before it an
It’s still early in the day. I watch a brawny man in uniform bend over a vagrant and let loose
“They say…happiness is a thing you can’t see, a thing you can’t touch. I disagree.” – OST Scrooge! The birthday
Note: This was written on a hot May day in 2019. I share this today because after twenty one months
I watch as you grip the tiny sapling in your strong beak and with a toss of your sleek head,
The window has a polished wooden frame, fixtures of brass and its glass is unencumbered by unsightly grills. It is
