I watched from the window as my nine-year-old grandson, Parth, stepped out into the freshly fallen snow, shovel in hand, as though answering a quiet summons. The driveway lay thick and white, unblemished, still wearing the hush of night. He was alone, valiantly so—scooping, lifting, pushing—his small boots sinking into the softness, his breath foggingContinue reading “Snow, Shovel, A Small Boy”
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The Tyranny of Routine, the Seduction of Comfort
An Essay on How I Turn Every Vacation into a Mirror of Domestic Life Travel, they say, is meant to free us—from routine, from predictability, from the familiar tyranny of our own habits. It is meant to unsettle us gently, to loosen our rituals, to introduce us to novelty with a forgiving smile. umour, satire.This,Continue reading “The Tyranny of Routine, the Seduction of Comfort”
A Brief Tryst with Snow
I stepped out for a late afternoon walk on the roads of Short Hills, just after the land had been laid under a six-inch white carpet of snow. Overnight, the world had been quietly rewritten. Familiar streets, hedges, mailboxes, roofs, and lawns had surrendered their individual identities and merged into a single, dazzling expanse ofContinue reading “A Brief Tryst with Snow”
Eyes of the Earth: Punta Cana’s Indigenous Forest Reserve
Punta Cana is often spoken of in the language of beaches—turquoise waters, powdered-sugar sands, coconut groves bending into Caribbean winds. Yet, just a short distance from the familiar rhythm of surf and sun lies a quieter, older heartbeat: a 15,000-acre subtropical forest that the sea breezes seem to guard like a secret. Known today asContinue reading “Eyes of the Earth: Punta Cana’s Indigenous Forest Reserve”
Maple: The Flame of Autumn
Not to speak of maples when the world of trees is considered would be a serious omission. But not to speak of them in autumn would be nothing short of a sacrilege. There are trees that announce themselves with grandeur, others that shelter us in silence, and yet a few that live in memory because of a single,Continue reading “Maple: The Flame of Autumn”
When the Leaves Become Light
On the Colours of Fall and the Grace of Change “Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” — Albert Camus November has come, and with it the final flourish of fall. The trees of Short Hills now stand at the summit of their splendour—each one aflame with hues that no artist couldContinue reading “When the Leaves Become Light”
Babu Ji’s Legacy – A Testament in Time
There are lives that do not seek recognition, yet they leave behind a quiet radiance that outlives the years. My father — whom we all lovingly call Babuji — was one such man. His life was not marked by possessions or proclamation, but by a luminous simplicity. He lived by values that did not waver with circumstanceContinue reading “Babu Ji’s Legacy – A Testament in Time”
If Tea Had Stayed Home – III
The Shadows of Empire The story of tea is never only about leaves. It is also about ships, guns, monopolies, and empires. When tea sailed westward, it was not borne merely in porcelain jars but in the vaults of power. What began as a delicate infusion in the hills of Yunnan and Fujian soon becameContinue reading “If Tea Had Stayed Home – III”
The Oak-A tree of Time, Myth, and Memory- VI
In Memory and Intimacy: A Personal Companion “The tree is the slowest, most patient of all living things. To sit beneath one is to be reminded of what endures when everything else passes.”— John Fowles If myth made the oak divine, and art made it eternal, then memory makes it beloved. There are trees weContinue reading “The Oak-A tree of Time, Myth, and Memory- VI”
The Oak-A Tree of Time, Myth, and Memory – Part V
Oaks in Thought, Word, and Image: Literature, Art, and Human Creativity “Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,Sermons in stones, and good in everything.” -Shakespeare (As You Like It, Act II, Scene I) John Constable, The Cornfield (1826), National Gallery, London. If in myth the oak stood as a sacred emblem, and in ecologyContinue reading “The Oak-A Tree of Time, Myth, and Memory – Part V”
