So, you’re an elephant walking alone in a forest and suddenly you get ambushed by humans. The next thing you know, you’re standing under a concrete stand. You feel tight pulls on your forelegs and hindlegs when you try to move a bit to scratch that never fading itch. The …
Remember my article about the Palode Ranges which is Narnia in Kerala? Those beautiful ranges of lush semi evergreen forest is having its life under the puppet strings of the fake EIA report generated by IMA for a construction of a biomedical waste treatment plant, to be situated at the …
I had a discussion with my lecturer in college one day on how carbon farming which is afforestation in deserted areas, (mainly deserts) is done as a carbon sink to control climate change. Ofcourse, the ore trees you have as green canopies, the more carbon is absorbed and the less …
Once, when I was in 7th grade, I read about the genetic modification of organisms for the first time. I had mixed views about it, just as I do currently. The one thing that changed in me was that I wanted to know if each and every grain of rice …
Modern life is a panaroma of abstractions that insulate the lucky among us from reality. We have all come a long way and the path of consumerism is religion practiced with devoted art. No matter what we try to aid for the economic betterment with sustenance in check, it’s still …
The last time I visited The Akkulam Lake, I was unable to count the number of sea shells, unable to distinguish between the various chirps of the birds, and the shadow of the tree canopy cooled the land. My father told me that during his childhood days, this lake was …
I found a wishing well inside you Until you time travelled to the time We talk no more. A bond stronger than lovers can imagine I lost you to a ripple in time A decade ago. Surely you dream in infinites. Hold the fireflies, honey. Put them in the jar …
South Indian summer=Mango season. This is the time I bathe my taste buds in mango delicacies. This is also the time I sweat till my sweat glands evaporate. But, rarely do I drink more than 3 liters of water. Yes, I know, my parents are not proud of that. Indian …
My family and I visited Coorg to just bask in the beauty of the dewy nature over there but unfortunately our stay was not so good. However, we still enjoyed the coffee plantations around us, the morning dew, and I also realized how different the soil in Coorg is. It’s …
Ever thought that if instead of green stems, It was a vein flowing with crimson blood? If instead of white fibrous cellulose roots, It was thick black keratinous hair? If instead of waxy-cutaneous foliates, It was sebum sweating skin, That hums the pain which resonates The torture of a lusty …
