It seems this new house has always been here, this loose soil, ready for me, some visitors carrying souvenirs, like good friends opening their soft arms, waiting since a long time. Perhaps I should now sow my routine here, be patient, for it will take a few summer noons to learn the way from old …
Nature and Poetry: Learning the Haiku
Dearest Reader, It’s supposed to be spring, but here in Jodhpur, it feels more like early summer. As I walk to the lake every evening, I chase the setting sun and watch the sky slowly burning. The sultry orange is breathtaking. All winter and even now, I’ve been trying to capture the colours from different …
