A tribute to S P Balasubramaniam
Friends came and went but my transistor radio stayed put. He was my constant companion. Like an appendage, everywhere I went. A present from my dad. Achan brought it with Continue Reading →
Author: Chitra Gopinathan
Swimming
A mini-heat wave is upon us. Thirty degrees and rising. A taster to say, enjoy the last of the Indian summer before Autumn chases it away. An article I read Continue Reading →
Day out in Audley End
The Chief Elf ushered the two little fairies in our group to their allocated wagons. We follow and board the miniature train. Lakshmi’s excitement doubles now that she has been Continue Reading →
City of Bath
The Singer sewing machine with a handle attached to the wheel perched on the mantle shelf behind where Murali is sitting evokes childhood memories. Amma had one of these machines Continue Reading →
Proverbs and school prizes
Watching the video on proverbs I couldn’t but go back in time to Kavitha’s school days. In those days if you win a prize at school you are given a Continue Reading →
Meeting friends
The early morning rays find its way through the interwoven oak leaves and cast a shimmering glow over the garden. The silhouettes it produces start to look sharper as the Continue Reading →
2020, The story so far
The year is half gone, the year of hindsight Like a deer caught in the headlight A year that stopped us in our tracks And exposed a system full of Continue Reading →
Broken phone screens
That is five hours of my life that I will never get back, I sigh. What an inconvenience it has been and all because I dropped my phone on one Continue Reading →
Titian and National Gallery
It was akin to foraying into the unknown. My first trip to the city after almost four to five months. I wasn’t even sure if the underground was back to Continue Reading →
Back in KGH
I am glad the council sorted out our local road and footpaths earlier this year. If they had left it for a little while longer we would have had to Continue Reading →
