K.P.Poornachandra Tejaswi Chapter 1 You may be surprised why anyone ventured to name an intersection of roads, jettisoned in the vast expanse of forests, as Jugari Cross. You may also wonder why several cabs wait with an endless hope in the cab rank. Who needs them indeed! Since the roads to key sacred sites of… Read more
My words have wings and a mind of their own. They sing when the skies are blue and when the breeze filters through the eucalyptus leaves. Unfortunately, they turned their back on me when I returned home to Cambridge. That explains a long silence in this space – I was reckoning means to deal with… Read more
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