View From The Top Of The Tank

"You had a lucky escape," Arief grinned, while passing me a quarter plate. We were seated next to each other on a garden bench...

I watched Roma's children run ahead in the small tree-lined lane in Lonavala. Roma was some way ahead, walking and talking with G...

After a couple of hours directly under a sunny sun, I got up from my bench in the garden of Chez Perreira. I had to. Many of its staff ...

I jumped out of bed. I had guests. One tiny insect and a large human. They needed tea. Morning chai. (Photo Credit: A. Peter) I w...

Ticket for the play  (Photo by A. Peter) Weeks ago, soon after our supposed rapprochement, Fish called me to say they wanted to go for ...