A Delta

I was at a forest with the river Brahmaputra flowing through. I hear the sounds of crickets chirping, birds tweeting, the river gurgling and I see lots of colours. If I squint my eyes I see more than I expect, but back to business. So I want to know what a delta is,...

A Spathodic Dialogue

“What’s it like, being a tree?” Not having actually been anything else, I might find it hard to make any comparisons. A strange question, but I see where it comes from. I can tell you this, being a tree is far less quiet and slow as you humans make it out to be. It...

Within the weave of the network

Both inside and outside we are a vast network of connections. The neurons in our brains connect endlessly like the numerous branches of a tree or like the tributaries of a river. Our minds and thoughts endlessly connect with a million other minds and thoughts. Share...

He gave us names to call the clouds

He gave us names to call the clouds, imparted personalities to the myriad plants, revealed faces in the gnarled roots of old trees, showed us the sparkling laughter hidden in the flowing streams, taught us to savour the delicate breath of misty dawns and the slow...