An idea, a thought, an anecdote, a story or a poem a day!

  I still call you, my home!   Each place has a name given by those who call it home Does the place ever answer to the name? Let me try and call out Aie eee? –are you still there  Tabulum …? *   Oh, but stop! What’re these sounds, who’re these people? What’s the matter? There are people running and shouting? “They’re coming, they are coming!”  They’re plundering our world, stop them!”   And those chasing them are shouting “Run! Chase them out, take it all back”. But listen to what they are all saying,  please! Listen! “ Buddham Saranmam gacchami; Dharnam sarnam gacchami; Saṅghaṃ saraṇaṃ gacchāmi”** “We were here before you! Much before you. We built it, we built it all! We had built this and you took it!”   Go away, leave us! This was a temple, no, this was a mosque, you are joking, “this was my church”   Stop it you all, this was my home!  My ‘country’! But my voice drowns in the mayhem o...

Yes, that's right. Two tickets, one for Teeku and one for the mouse for their ride on a butterfly to fly to Mouseytung's party.  Teeku looked with a great surprise, when the butterfly turned its face towards them and with its yellow tongue put a little stamp of yellow pollen on the two passengers.  Wow! That's cool!  Teeku thought. He was getting very excited now. It was an easy ride, he just had to hold on to one of the straps hanging from the butterfly's back.  He looked around at the clouds and the trees, really tall ones and  waved at the birds flying around, and monkeys hanging from the branches of the trees.  He was however getting a bit hungry now, as he hadn't had any morning tea. Breakfast had been hours ago, and even then, he had not eaten enough. He had been playing with his food.  Suddenly he felt like eating his pancake, the one he had thrown and the one, the mouse had pinched.  He looked at the mouse and was surprised to see the piec...