Darjeeling Dreams

DARJEELING DREAMS I remember spinning through the dripping forests as we climbed into the hills on the rickety bus from New Jalpaiguri to Darjeeling: I had a thought I had never had before. I thought  how lovely it would be to have a baby and I could see the sweet...

To the Waters and the Wilderness

  I’m thinking about water, for this blog. I mean we lie around beaches and lollop in the waters for our de-stress from the distress of the rapidity of our lives and this to me is like a return to the waters of our mothers. We need the comfort of the...

Shirdi Milkshakes

Anyway here I am back in India, for the first time with my son since he was 8 months old visiting the Dalai Lama, and living on a farm near Dharmsala with dear old friends among the paddy fields. This time, I have come to forget about someone I met here who impacted...

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