Category Archive: Story-posts and the like

The Waterfall

living streams of water all around the world moving, in connection across the globe through time and space flowing, ever in motion – Raymond A Foss Day 12 After Friday’s Cricket Tournament and… Continue reading

The Grown-Up Tiger

What do you want to be when you grow up? When I grow up I want to be a driver If you had 10 000 rupees, what would you buy? I would buy… Continue reading

The Kidnap

They are all gone away, The House is shut and still, There is nothing more to say. – Edwin Arlington Robinson Day 11 Day 11 was the first ‘warm’ day during our stay.… Continue reading

Say Cheese

Thank you, pretty cow, that made Pleasant milk to soak my bread, Every day and every night, Warm, and fresh, and sweet, and white. – Ann Taylor The Second Week Days 8, 9… Continue reading

The First Shots

They say, curiosity killed the cat. But frankly speaking, aren’t we all guilty of that? We all have questions, we’d like to have answers to, but cannot find. It may not be to… Continue reading

The Lost Trekker

“He ought to be home,” said the old man, “without there’s something amiss. He only went to the Two-mile — he ought to be back by this. He would ride the Reckless filly,… Continue reading

The Poplar Path

All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among the long branches. Thus having prepared their buds against a sure winter the wise trees… Continue reading

The Vice Village

Through the window I can see Rooks above the cherry-tree, Sparrows in the violet bed, Bramble-bush and bumble-bee, And old red bracken smoulders still Among boulders on the hill, Far too bright to… Continue reading

The Narrow Paths

Ah, steeds, steeds, what steeds! Has the whirlwind a home in your manes? Is there a sensitive ear, alert as a flame, in your every fiber? Hearing the familiar song from above, all… Continue reading

The Chinar Tree

Fair tree! for thy delightful shade ‘Tis just that some return be made; Sure some return is due from me To thy cool shadows, and to thee. When thou to birds dost shelter… Continue reading

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