A lighthearted tale from the days when even mischief had manners. If I had to describe my childhood summers in one phrase, it would be — “O Chumma.”Which, for the uninitiated, roughly translates to “Just like that.”A phrase so innocent, yet so powerful, it could dodge nosy neighbours, curious relatives, and half the village gossip … Continue reading O Chumma! (Just Like That)
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When the Land Laughed
The soul of a land that stayed the same while everything around it changed. For generations, the land sat quietly at the edge of the backwaters… cradled by thick mangroves, shaded by stooping coconut palms, and embraced by silence. The kind of silence that could only be reached by boat. No one walked here unless … Continue reading When the Land Laughed
NOT ONLY SHAKEN BUT ALSO STIRRED – The Gurno incident
The Global Local Gurno was every bit a tramp who lived happily in a remote village where even google maps may not bother to map. He had never gone beyond a 10-kilometer radius of where he was born. He couldn't read and write but from what I've seen, he believed in the slogan - Think … Continue reading NOT ONLY SHAKEN BUT ALSO STIRRED – The Gurno incident
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