How to cope with the hypocrisy of being a nature-lover

Nilgiri Tahrs live by Kurt Cobain’s theory that “just because you are paranoid does not mean they are not out to get you”. Endemic to the Western Ghats, they hang around by cliff-sides so that they can flee the jaws of dholes, leopards, and tigers. Dawn is when the Tahrs are the most active. They... Continue Reading →

4 smartphone apps that can make you a better human being

When I was 24, I swore that I would never use a smartphone. It seemed like an Orwellian abstraction. A sling blade that hurled a hateful stone at the third eye of the collective consciousness. A step closer towards a totalitarian future in which the government implants computer chips in our brains to keep track... Continue Reading →

8 more reasons why Madras wasn’t about the filter coffee

Read Part 1 (1) Madras was a weekend at Bangalore; a chance to experience a more “western” lifestyle. We stared at liquor marts until conjunctivitis sets in. We gawked at women smoking outside tea shops because our mothers and aunties would never do that. We also took photographs of each other striking soft-porn poses on MG Road. Madras was... Continue Reading →

Make a fist

In Karate, one of the most important lessons you learn is to take an ass-kicking. You understand that you need to pick yourself up and move on. Before every session, you socialize with your opponents. They are your friends. You like each other. You also take pleasure in roundhouse-kicking them during a sparring match. Because... Continue Reading →

Birds and roses: October rain

I haven't had a satisfying day of birding in a long time. Two weekends ago, the rains came uninterrupted and washed my chances away. And then all through the week the sun was out, bright and proud. Last Friday night saw the city shrouded in gloom again. I drove about 50 kilometers away from the city... Continue Reading →

It’s a jungle out there: Monkey hear, monkey talk

I have wanted to write about modernized existential despair for long. How it seems to be a generational malady, thriving on our indifference towards discovery as opposed to invention. I didn’t because I was unable to succinctly encapsulate a short introduction I had in mind into words. Instead I had a sound-bite for it. A piece of guttural... Continue Reading →

A childfree birder’s guide to good parenting

Parenting in our species is a tough nut to crack. As a child-free adult, I can't even begin to fathom the stress involved. The lack of sleep. The pressures of safety. Financial pressures. I don't get how they do it, but I just know it's hard. It is no excuse though some parents make for such terrible... Continue Reading →

Wounds are chaos theories

Never weep over a wounded rose, she will only catch a cold. Wear her thorns like blood orange tattoos on strange body parts before her petals unfurl. I haven't been enamored with butterflying yet. Just with the people who are into it. I once saw group of Caucasian hobbyists in Chikmagalur chase after butterflies down a rocky... Continue Reading →

Weeding out the gardener

His garden flowers grew, like shadows caught by sundials in a playful mood, as the seasons changed, most of them stayed the same - except the gentlest of the lot - a dahlia out of sorts, his polka-dotted muse in comfortable shoes; she rode colder winds, un-plucked, unrestrained. If I could not host hummingbirds daily in my own terrace garden... Continue Reading →

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