Sangeetha Kamath

WRATH OF NATURE Outside, it's usually pitch dark at 5 a.m. The dawn has plans to reveal itself in bits and spurts. First in sepia and then with pastels.  When I long for the multitude of vibrant hues of the sky, it amazes me with a splash of tangerines and ambers which heralds the arrival of the sun. In the evening when I leave home from work, I can only hope to witness a sunset, a dull mauve or even a muted champagne canvas that is gentle on my eyes like a vintage photograph. But, this morning, as I look out of the window, the sky has an unusual splash of orange cast onto the otherwise pale clouds. The air is buzzing with static. The breeze rustling the trees whips my hair so violently about my face that I can barely open my eyes. Newspapers fly about as if caught in a whirlpool. The trees creak, their branches straining against the brunt of torrent. There was something odd though, there was an absence of birds and a skittishness in the stray rabbits and c...

  Self Discovery 30 Day Writing Challenge Day #28 If you had a chance to dis-invent something what would it be and why? To begin with, I'm quite old world so I'll go with--- The DVD! The VCR! The Television!  The golden era which I relate to is from the early 80's to mid 80's when the only entertainment outside of family bonding over  board games were the movie theaters. Movies then were a novelty, maybe an annual episode or at the most a  biannual one which were mostly the much awaited blockbusters.  It was the thought of getting ready to go to a  movie on a Saturday evening than watching the movie itself that got me looking forward to it. It was a family outing! What a treat it was to watch Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs or The Fox and the Hound on the big screen. A Walt Disney movie coming to town? Our weekend would be booked!  Though I was not a big fan of Hollywood movies as a child, the first couple of them which we went to were Jaws and Superma...