The dry leaf rolled over to the side of the road
Turning over itself slowly in the subtle breeze
Until it went down the open gutter
And was out of sight
Yes, it had life but was running out of it
Running to the side of the road
Running away from the tree
Running away from being trampled under people’s feet
Running away from other leaves
Running away from life.
It was life, sweeping it off its feet
And pushing it to the edge
The crackling sound
With a life of its own
Playing on loop in the wind
My eyes followed it
Till the end of time
With clocks catching the beat
I closed my eyes
The country is burning
The grounds, the forests, the streets, the hospitals
No, it isn’t a wildfire, or arson, nor is it climate change.
It is the dead bodies of somebody’s loved one
Because of the medical care we couldn’t arrange.
Who prioritized an election to be won?
The first to walk in through those doors was greed
Which makes my country bleed
The only thing guaranteed
Is death and suffering.
A lesson learned.
For all those who speak against
The carefully crafted atrocities
A subtle, planned failure brewing underneath the surface
To save one’s own breed.
But does death…
I’d like to ask a question to all the environment-loving, bibliophilic friends of mine.
What do you think of when I say the word — Rusty?
Yes! Even I thought about the boy from hills…an image of a dense foliage of trees sprawling out in front of my eyes like sunrise on a hilltop awakened by the sound of birds.
Ruskin Bond’s Rusty has been one of the most endearing fictional characters, his stories packed with a magnanimity of nature and infectious curiosity to explore.
This is what inspired the name of Tenpy’s first cabin! A stay at Tenpy Rusty…
A lament, for every girl
I gave you my heart
And you broke it
I picked up the pieces
Gave them to you again
You pulled out a hammer
Shattered them into smaller pieces
I swept the ground
To pick what was left
Gave them to you again
As I felt the pain
You stomped on them
Until there was nothing
Left for me to pick-up
And away I went
With a lament
For every new girl’s scent.
Do you think you can downsize your vacations? Can you disconnect from your daily life and discover a sense of calm in nature? Can you stop being busy, and spend a weekend practicing the art of doing nothing? Can you let go of all luxuries and live a minimalist life for a few days?
Yes, I too, had doubts. It’s not everyone’s cup of tea to escape into a tiny house nestled in nature. However, a short stay at Tenpy changed the way I looked at vacations. …
How would you like a vacation where the wellbeing of you as well as the environment goes hand-in-hand at every step of the way? Can you reimagine your holiday at a repurposed shipping container that helps you not only rejuvenate, but also reconnect with nature and be a responsible traveler?
This is the prime objective of TENPY, a hospitality company that promotes tiny homes. For 27-year-old founder Arsh Bansal, Tenpy is also a confluence of two of his biggest passions — architecture and hospitality. …
Inspired by “My November Guest” by Robert Frost.
The two lampposts stood on either side of the street
Running through a barren field
Not one other thing in sight
Shielding me from the dark, day and night
Their shadows ran around me
Like the fortress around an adoptee
I learned about the world underneath their light
I grew older in their warmth
Until the day when the wind blew strong
A faint cloud of dust encircled me
And the lights quivered, as if to say ‘sorry’
The unsettling feeling crept in as I hugged them
Hoping to heal them, save…
I’M NOT CRYING. YOU’RE CRYING!
The day I heard that Damien Chazelle (yes, the Damien Chazelle…of La La Land fame) was going to make his TV debut, I knew I was in for a turbulent emotional ride and some deep-level characterization, all happening against the backdrop of jazz music.
Released on May 8, 2020 on Netflix, the most notable aspect about The Eddy is how it establishes every single character in great detail. The stories of each dramatis personae are explored intricately, with over an hour dedicated to every character. …