Leaves 

Once I wrote you a love poem - 

a little dark, a little damp, a little hairy. 

It was night. 

As the darkness grew, 

it merged with the rain 

and the bark and the leaves 

 and slowly became still, silent. 

In the morning, there was only you, 

a monsoon sky.  

and a tree without leaves.

Twilight Bandstand

A rickshaw ride with an old friend, as the sun sets in the Arabian Sea off Bandra, Bombay. Past Shah Rukh Khan's bungalow, up the hill, down the twisting lane... an Amber ride!

Caressing Pillars

TV Narayan's house in Cochin. Lovingly built; full of grace, sunlight, love and old memories. Every day, great ideas are born here.

Wistful Waterfront

Morning mist, straying steamers, gulls, litanies, fishermen's calls,
a drizzle... my brother takes a stroll by the harbour at Vypeen,
off Fort Cochin.