Wordsworth’s poem used the proverb ‘The child is the father of the man’. For many it denotes the unchanged man, about habits of childhood shaping the adult. For me it always reminds me of the little circles of life we… Read More ›
memories
How a lunch today reconstructed some old memories
Even the weirdest things can reconstruct memories. Today I had brought Lunch from home. Nothing exotic, some Chappati and potato stew made in coconut milk one of my all time favorites (Well not really, I love the poori and baji… Read More ›
Memories
Bury them today So tomorrow will be new Tear into pieces So new ones can be taken memories & photos
Vinod Narayan 