The Mountain Song

Bahadur was a legend. A hero and a saviour and we, the children, looked up to him. His unconventional ways charmed us; his bravado, when chasing away the neighbour’s menacing Pomeranian, and swearing to take revenge against those pesky little mutts for having chased down his children, protected us; his magical ways with which he... Continue Reading →

Unto the Mountains

“Time passes, and yet it doesn’t pass; people come and go, the mountains remain. Mountains are permanent things. They are stubborn, they refuse to move. You can blast holes out of them for their mineral wealth; or strip them of their trees and foliage; or dam their streams and divert their currents; or make tunnels... Continue Reading →

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