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Mela in the City – a real one!

  The poles were unloaded from the LCV alongwith the loose bundles of coir rope. The loaders also unpacked the tied-up whitish tent-cloth with the colourful borders. They had barely half a day to set up the 50 odd stalls along the sides of the already narrow and busy street. Children were excited as they … Continue reading

“Patti, Gajar Pak”

Walking along Sansad Marg is quite tricky. There is very little room available on the pavement, especially near the bus stop opposite Park Hotel. One has to sidestep the lemon seller or the vendor of roasted peanuts (still in their shells) as well as the hordes of jacket wearing, muffler shrouded men waiting for their … Continue reading

Chirping, Twittering from the Tree above

  The twittering grew louder and although it sounded like a bunch of sparrows sparring over some bread scraps, I knew it was not an avian sound. Chirping of sparrows come with more background sound (music to some ears), that of flapping wings, and gasps of dust and air fluttering about as the birds get … Continue reading

Cowrie Shells and the Batons

As I hastened my steps though the crowded street, and dodged the vegetable wicker basket on the pavement to my left and a rash black and yellow taxi to my right, I muttered angrily under my breath – “how unruly and uncivic this city had become? No place for pedestrians to walk”. But as I … Continue reading

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