Musing For the Love of Dogs We've injected an overdose of spice into our life. It's like chewing the chilly and loving its taste, even as the thing sears the tongue.
Coffee Planter's Diary Because Coffee and Pepper and Cardamom Must Live Even as they demand the best coffee, buyers want to be assured that God’s creatures are teeming on your property. We have good news for them.
Bangalore Bruno, Our Beagle (Now Renamed Luca) The yard was full of beagles of varying age; the seniormost was nine months old. The youngest had seen but 40 days. We’d gone there for him.
Bangalore Starbucks On 80-Feet Road Sitting at Starbucks, looking out, I'm pondering the limits and the durability of power.
Bangalore Experiencing Wabi-Sabi at The Oberoi, Bangalore I wanted to ask her, looking into her ever-happy face and her gleaming eyes and at her sari, if she found me wabi-sabi after all these years.
Coffee Planter's Diary The Truths About Corona Are Fake And That Is The Truth "We've hardly any corona," they said. "A fellow goes to the hospital with a fever. They throw him in a ward. They send him home in a few days. It's a scam."
Bangalore To BBMP of Bangalore, a Word of Appreciation I’ve been visualising coming down with Covid as being in extremis, but — with these four, at least — that’s not the case.
Not Feeling Pain for the Corona Victims The daily figures of those fallen to corona look like scores in cricket — a game I understand but don't follow. I read the statistics without emotion.
Bangalore Lockdown: Mask to Taste, Damn the Distance These actions are not going to erase the wrongs being done to people that deserve gratitude, not this pain. There's going to be a price to pay. It'll hurt.
Bangalore Businesses Might Open, With None to Man Them The migrants might come back to Bangalore, because one needs to make a living, but it would be interesting to see how we will regard one another in future.
Bangalore Some Fresh Wind In My Sail In fifty years, the Guardian says, temperatures in India would rank with Saharan Africa. My son would be eighty then. My grandson would be fifty-five.
Bangalore What's in a Name? As regards Zuriberg, they say the owner used to be a doctor in Switzerland. And Maple up the street belongs to an elder who taught physics in North America.
Bangalore Lockdown Diary: Cures and Other Responses He has a course of preventive medicine for COVID 19, to be taken twice a day, for five days. Did she pick it up? Absolutely. Are we taking it? You bet.
Bangalore Lockdown in Bangalore Lifted a Little And we're afraid, too. Because above all, there's the daunting question: What if one of our numbers tests positive?
Bangalore Lockdown Blues In Bangalore The breeze comes in now and then and soothes the face, but it smells of worry and of flagging hope. Will the lockdown end after three weeks?
Bangalore The Yelahanka Clan and The Mayo Hall Museum The emperor was Krishnadevaraya, and Kempegowda, a trusted vassal. Kempegowda asked to establish a new city, a mercantile centre. Krishnadevaraya said yes.
Bangalore Bats That Camped In My Tree Are Now In My Head "You don't like bats, no?" my conscience is telling me. "You're scared they bring you bad luck. Admit it!"
Indian Journeys The Devanahalli Fort in Bangalore Built of mud by the Gowda rulers, Hyder Ali and Tipu Sultan fortified it with stone. Afterward, the fort fell to the British under Cornwallis.
Bangalore The Ugly Indians In the end, in that little spot in Bangalore, the stench, the hideous wet and dry garbage, and that sense of shame that's our lot in India — all evaporated.
Musing An Indian Ruminates on Independence Day Though some of us speak of lost values and vanished principles, none will risk disruption of this opiate prosperous state of being.
Bangalore Dreams and Birds, and Cricket at the Dentist’s The needle was long, and the barrel huge, so my jaw died for a while. The Dentist tore into my teeth, all the while speaking with his assistant about Kumble’s fantastic century.
Bangalore With U.R. Ananthamurthy and Abdul Rasheed Ananthamurthy stoked Rasheed's thoughts, and mine, put forth his views, and the possibilities crackled and multiplied.
Bangalore Just Another Evening In My City I wonder where they were before yesterday and where they've gone today.
Bangalore Vidyabhyasa A bright yellow halo shone behind the guru's piled coiled pyramidical hair. Here before me was a new-age gurukula.
Bangalore Welcome Rain, Unwelcome Portents What I've seen these last days is the ominous sight of twisting waters swirling down the streets going toward nowhere but disaster.
