GREEN WHISPERER
Nothing else to do; most of the day, I frown at the notes to be edited, winking on the computer screen or disapproving myself over the versions of my older photographs, cursing how I...
Category: Nature
TINTS AND TONES OF SUNSET
I find two hard core fanatics, outside my room, seem raging without pause: one the second wave of COVID-19 pandemic and the other the summer – celebrating its early onset of the yellow blazing and blowing at top...
SCRIBBLES IN THE SAND
I never saw so many enthusiasts crowding themselves, seen longing to relish the open airs where I assumed are there to jog in healthful surrounds, as the Covid scare has lost its oppressive severity....
HAPPY YELLOWS
It was Covid triggered desolation swept around my school compound, but recent heavy rainfall, the warm wintry sun and winds heartened the green foliage to bright bloom with giggling, thankful airs. I imagined they...
SHRIEKS OF JOY
There is nothing to beat the euphoria and the flush of adventure we enjoy the moment we hike close to the radiance of nature and the soul and terrain it claims for us. Whenever...
MOUNTAINS AND BEAMING BRATS
The hillock stands a few paces away from the busy national highway, and it takes less than ten minutes to climb to the top. There I find a Christian shrine, the Cross of Jesus...
THE MOST BEAUTIFUL, BOLD RED BALL
I have positioned the tripod steady, the camera gear ready, and my eyes flicker far at the misty horizon. I looked around the place wrapped in silence and shadows; it’s too early to spot...
HAPPY LEAVES
The moon seems happily freer; it went around the Earth twice, but I couldn’t step out of my home. The Covid -19 pandemic red-flagged my social mobility and further pushed me into emotional chaos...
GREEN PROFILES
The day seems not unfolding as planned. My idea was to reach and assemble the gear before the sunrise among the cornfields. But I couldn’t spot my two buddies at the appointed place, hearing...
A TOUCH OF GREEN
‘I want to catch the bright greenness of the leaves, only leaves nothing else,’ I told my buddy who accompanies me on my Sunday jaunts. Reaching the top of the hill, an hour’s drive...
