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Just as breakfast ended, there was a rumbling sound,And serpents of light came shooting towards the ground.'It's Rain', said the ladies, and opened umbrella flaps,'It's a storm', said Ragini, and hid in Mamma's lap!The rain beat like a drum, on roof and tree alike,The musty...

I sat on a bench, under an apple treeAnd you should also know, something it taught meUp on the tree, the apples were rosy red,Large and round and tasty, All shiny and well bredBut down on the floorWere the poor little dears,Little, green baby applesFallen...

It’s a solemn moment when the umpire tosses a ball to the fielding side, just after the toss. Since it’s likely that millennials have begun reading, I must clarify the context. There was a time when Cricket was played in white clothes with a red...

The concept of God is peculiar to the human species. Neither the ants foraging in the sand, nor the peacock preening its feathers, nor even the shark lording over the uncharted depths of the sea, seem to betray the slightest yearning for understanding of and...

St.Columba's in 1984 – Everyone played football at break-time. OK, there was no football, and some dozen odd games would be underway at the same time, using equipment ranging from dog-eared tennis balls to squeezes of aluminium foil from the mid-day sandwich. It wasn’t Sport...