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When said "I am lying" is the only truth people believe about the person, they have been tricked.

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July 03, 2021

Counting Ships in Reconnaissance

First thing I look when I enter my cabin is to see if there is any new large ship berthed there - bright sparkles of sunlight dancing in the waves. Mostly disappointed - blame it on Covid or the ...


At times like this, one is bound to be grateful just to be alive. The Covid had stopped being just news when you see otherwise healthy persons working beside you are suddenly ditched by life. Alm...


March 27, 2021

Speed Redux in Reconnaissance

I had a personal chauffeur to drive me until end 2018 for almost six years. When I came to this place and got to stay close to work without much going-around, I gave up the car decided to live wi...


February 07, 2021

The Seedling in Reconnaissance

Signs of fertility is primordial and has always to be bowed; that how the world goes and we know so little of it. I have always wished to have some plants but as alleged I am very uncaring for e...


When the big guy sought appointment, my office asked for the reasons as is wont. He thought it below his dignity to answer such silly questions. I got a text from a former senior indicating ho my...


January 31, 2021

Gratitude, Voice in Reconnaissance

That therapy is something to maintain sanity rather than being embrittled with so many things. To beat isolation and little social contact on weekends, I open some random video chat windows or so...


January 24, 2021

Being Un-Unhappy in Reconnaissance

I would guess, its another phase yet to be defined. The trigger to come to think about it was some writing I read with the caption ‘Single and Happy’. Is that an innovative one ? Or should it ha...


January 16, 2021

The Maid in Reconnaissance

Living in an expansive heritage apartment in the heart of the oldest business district of the country, left to be lonely both physically and mentally, is not something one would have bargained fo...


January 02, 2021

The Monkeyed Zone in Reconnaissance

That’s when a monk is zoned out in the swirls of his own making and did I say a monk? Yes, I did. There are thousands of trails and trappings to be one, almost tailored to your monk-y fancies. ...


December 20, 2020

Empty Nest in Reconnaissance

I was in time on my balcony this Sunday morning to see the older kite kid take its first flight from the perch near its nest to a bamboo scaffolding few meters away. They have been flap-practicin...


November 01, 2020

Chick Chick Boom in Reconnaissance

Finally, the good news !! The kite couple have a chick !!! Most likely , yesterday. Through out the day I noticed that both the kites were spending more time on the nest together. It was towards...


October 25, 2020

Kite Kouple in Reconnaissance

Part 1: The couple had been the natives before I moved in the hood. I saw them building a nest a few feet from my balcony on a junction of three major peepal branches which was very satisfying to...


September 20, 2020

Arboreal Flash in Reconnaissance

I am familiar with all the sounds - bird calls to be precise around my world. I know which ones own those couple of trees and who just pass through them unchallenged (or those who face resistanc...


September 16, 2020

Her or Coffee? in Reconnaissance

Sleepless on bed at night is agonizing. When I argue with myself whether it’s her thoughts and bad romance or just that late cup of coffee that sleep is so shy of I am never awake to find the a...


September 12, 2020

étant in Reconnaissance

It takes a long time, almost a life time, and possibly a cave of a Covid age to realize that one is not actually seeking anything but its just about being.


August 12, 2020

il pleut in Reconnaissance

Its raining I love it Trees are Happy Birds are Happy I am Happy


(A Children’s story I came across and related why I come here) Both the people encountered a pond near his palace in that garden. The king was observing the pond and the water inside the pond. He...


July 02, 2020

In the Moment in Reconnaissance

When you reach the end of the road and the destination has vanished into blue and no way to turn back you experience pure happiness almost animal-like


timeless ....as though I’ve known you always and you are in every season and every time and always in the moment but each time as though no time has elapsed …since we connected at a moment under ...


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