It is a dull summer afternoon. The temperature has touched 43 degrees C. It is stuffy outside and stuffier inside. “Burrrrrrrrrr Bah Bah Bah” goes a Barbet in the mango tree. Soon she perches on the lower branch and looks at the bird bath. She inspects the area blinking ...
Summers remind me of our holidays in Pondicherry. How intimidated we were on a friend telling us that summer is not the right time to visit Pondicherry. But we had our fill of good times and good food. We loved the guest house where we put up for four memorable days. The lotus ...
