The Palanquin

Mysore during this week has attracted thousands of awestruck visitors to watch the famous Dasara procession. A palanquin which is a litter of gold for the idol of the City’s deity is carried by elephants. Tribes in and around Mysore gather to celebrate folklore, a...

Who spat here?

One of the walks in farms when I was a child, I had noticed some spit on the plants, I had asked a farmer for answers on who spat in his fields early morning, to which he said it is a snake’s spit. Myths such as this varied from farmer to farmer, some said it was spat...

The Safari Times

Our morning newspaper pressed earth in vapour. Sounders have marched, on a pugmark parched. Have emptied their butts, on raiding ground nuts. The headlines flashed a Python’s track, the drift alleged it had a snack. A flaunting Peafowl sirened the scene. Treed and...
Naturalist’s Fever

Naturalist’s Fever

Of the many fevers a naturalist could get, ‘Blues fever’ is the strangest. This makes pupils sway rapidly and eyes squint, makes them walk on haunches and their communications turn into Morse code. This fever was acquired during a Butterfly Survey at Satpura after an...

The Love Song

Imagine a wedding proposal by a groom with a loud monotonic message of love, would she accept him? Yes, if he was a Cicada! He has crawled out of his gown from the last nymphood and stood up on the dais of a tree trunk for his once-in-a-lifetime event. This event is...