Wide eyed I looked on as the Masai warrior slowly approached the crouching lioness within the Savannah grass… slowly… cautiously… and in a blink of an eye the lioness pounced on the Masai.I woke up with a start. As the flight started its descent,I reminisced about the last few days.My dream ,my longing for MasaimaraContinue reading “Of Trees and Tails and Trails….”
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The Kid who can’t grow up
It is true that the child in an adult refuses to die.Some may try to hide the child in them with a serious exterior, some may occasionally indulge in childish behaviour but the fact remains….you cannot kill the child in you. But what happens when you can’t seem to grow up even when you try?Continue reading “The Kid who can’t grow up”