Well, I'm off again. We're going to spend a couple of weeks at one of the southern hill stations. They've become ugly and over...

During April, which is Poetry Month, Knopf Poetry sends out a poem by email every day, from the authors whom they publish. If you’d like to...

I’ve been reading an interesting book, The Heart of Meditation by Swami Durgananda (published by the SYDA Foundation ). I had practised TM...

So, I have a new motherboard. Humans really can anthropomorphise anything! There she sits, hidden inside a grey metallic cabinet, attached...

(I'm having computer problems -- so I may be off-line for a few days.)

I'm about to go out and pay the water tax. Since there's no water coming through the pipes, and hasn't been for most of the tim...

This is from Snakeskin , the British poetry ezine. Helena Nelson is an excellent poet, and a generous one, too: You are invited to become ...

My father was born on April Fools Day. I had a vexed relationship with him, which smoothed out only a few years before he died. As much my...

This morning the doorbell rang, and Lakshmi answered it. She went outside and talked to someone, then called me. I came to the steps, and ...

Rooftop, reading from left to right: a flat roof with a cot -- four wooden legs, an open frame netted with rope, passing light through to n...

Dhobi (washerman), by Ramesh Gandhi

Every morning I come downstairs, put clothes in the washing machine, and open the back door for Mary (Lakshmi comes a little later). I putt...

Yesterday I was rummaging through a cupboard, and came across some books which had belonged to a relative of Ramesh's. (Somehow, these ...

TC (Ticket Collector) to Sadhu : Baba, where are you going? Sadhu: To the place where Ram was born. TC: Show me your ticket. Sadhu: I...

I've been playing with something I'd never heard of until a few weeks ago: altered books. I love books more than most things, so t...

Thanks to Anita Bora I've discovered another outsider, this one in the fascinating city of Calcutta (or Kolkata, as it is called now): ...

Wondering what to write about, I stood in front of my India bookshelf, closed my eyes, and chose a book. It was John Keay's excellent T...

From Pakistan's The Friday Times (free reg'n required): The poison in the books we teach Bringing the madrasa into the mainst...

Last week I was looking for a recipe for Akuri (Parsi scrambled eggs) which a Parsi friend had written out for me years ago. I couldn't...

I was searching for pictures and information about Yama, the Hindu god of death, and came upon an article from The Hindu by Gowri Ramnaraya...