STROLLING STORIES #5 ­­– A Flutter in My Step

Small wings. Long memories. I was not looking for a butterfly. In fact, I wasn't looking at much of anything. I was walking around the grounds of our home in a leafy part of Kottayam, a few kilometres away from the bustle of the town. The morning was quiet. The kind of quiet that allows … Continue reading STROLLING STORIES #5 ­­– A Flutter in My Step

STROLLING STORIES #4 – The Fast Lane Walkers

Not everyone in a hurry is late. Every morning, there is a particular category of walker I encounter. You probably know them too. They are not merely walking. They are advancing. Purposefully. Urgently. As though the future has sent them a message demanding immediate attendance. Their arms swing with determination. Their shoes strike the pavement … Continue reading STROLLING STORIES #4 – The Fast Lane Walkers

STROLLING STORIES #3 – The Man Who Walked Backwards

Not all progress faces forward. There’s a ground about midway through my morning walking route where young boys and men gather every day to play football and practice various exercises. By the time I reach there, the place is usually alive, especially on weekends. Footballs flying.Whistles blowing.Someone sprinting seriously as if international football selectors are … Continue reading STROLLING STORIES #3 – The Man Who Walked Backwards

STROLLING STORIES #2 – The Screen Time Club

Where yesterday’s warnings become daily habits I have begun to suspect that my morning walk is less about fitness and more about field research. There was a time I thought these walks were repetitive. Same road. Same turns. Same faces. The milkman with his heroic balancing act of plastic packets. The old tea shop that … Continue reading STROLLING STORIES #2 – The Screen Time Club

STROLLING STORIES #1 – The Man Who Always Has the Last Word

I just never hear it. Every morning, I go for a walk. Not the same walk. Never the same route. If I were important, I would say this is for security reasons.But since the only person tracking my movements is probably my step counter… and even that has low expectations… I call it brain exercise. … Continue reading STROLLING STORIES #1 – The Man Who Always Has the Last Word