By Adarsh Madhavan “Prasiechi (my dear cousin) — not well,” my sister (from India) had WhatsApped me (a year or so back). She was admitted to a hospital in Mangalore, she added. A few weeks ago, prior to this message, I had been thinking of making a...
By Adarsh Madhavan There is a lot of uncertainty in the air. Did I say that? Yes, I did. Is it coming from me? No! I say it because I have been hearing it for sometime now. I am repeating what someone said and although I am not the one to believe in it, yet I still...
By Adarsh Madhavan Bobby (*) pulled at his leash and headed into an unlit corner of the road near my home one night, recently. I usually jump, leap and somersault from one dark spot to another when taking my doggie out for a walk in the evenings/nighttimes. You never...
By Adarsh Madhavan When we were forced to move from our old but spacious residence of several years to another smaller lot, I was worried. Not for my immediate family of two, but for my adopted ones of six. One, shy introverted, anxiety-ridden sweety doggyboy and five...
By Adarsh Madhavan I was on a chit-chat-whining to a friend (she writes for us now)of mine who lives somewhere abroad and suddenly she scythed through the ‘crap’ and said hey I want you to check out an You Tube post, which I think is going to make a lot of difference...
By Adarsh Madhavan “We sleep afraid, we wake up afraid…” Sometime ago, a young boy from a war-torn country wrote on Facebook: “We sleep afraid, we wake up afraid, we leave our homes afraid…” I have been young too. I have been a boy too. I have slept scared too. But I...