“Barking dogs, seldom bite”

If you are a cyclist or a jogger, then getting chased by dogs is something you can’t avoid. I have been chased by dogs frequently. After a few narrow escapes, I have faced them with dignity and have now mastered the art of handling vicious dogs. Here are nine ways of tackling dogs when chased:Continue reading ““Barking dogs, seldom bite””

Ghosts of the sea—lost nets that kill marine life

A by-product of fishing industry– lost or abandon nets also referred to as ghost nets are as deadly as their name implies. Drifting with highs and lows of the ocean currents, they often become tangled together with ropes, buoys and other debris to form what are known as ghost net conglomerates and they swallow orContinue reading “Ghosts of the sea—lost nets that kill marine life”

The story of a child prodigy

February 8, 1997- May 15, 2013 The history of art is full of obscure but brilliant, people who never quite got their due, despite their immense talents. Oswald Yura is one such. A 16-year-old boy from a little-Known Island in the Nicobars – Little Nicobar – India, had a keen eye for art, but sadly,Continue reading “The story of a child prodigy”

Florid magnificence of the lost city

VARDHAN PATANKAR Edited version published in the Indian review: http://indianreview.in/florid-magnificence-lost-city-vardhan-patankar/ From far away, the large sculpture looks alluring—a fine carving, ancient stories of Mahabharata and Ramayana, of defeat and victory—but as I approach it seems to shape-shift. Almost all sculptures exhibit three-dimensional figures. With thousands of figures, miniatures to as large as mountains, they serveContinue reading “Florid magnificence of the lost city”

Memories of firefly

Tonight is exceptionally dark. With few students here, I have turned-on only half the lights in the guest house. I am reading Hardin’s classical work, the Tragedy of the Commons. The night is setting in and the cool breeze is flowing past my ear. I look out of the window and notice a firefly. IContinue reading “Memories of firefly”

Image-ning

————————————————————————————————————————————————— I imagine all sorts of things when I see this image – in original. And what confounds me is that I always think that this picture is the reality— bits and pieces of something frozen  in time.  I see things in it. And every time what I see is different from the previous one.Continue reading “Image-ning”