International, Ooty, P U Krishnan, Philosophy, Short Stories, Travel, Vancouver


We were on an aimless evening walk. There were several new houses, big and small, in that area and we were at liberty to choose any path that served the purpose! A subway here and a bypass there, we moved on and on, saying “Hi, Hello” in response to greetings from strangers whom we met now and then.
Before long, the main road leading to the university was in sight and we proceeding along the sidewalk till we came across a narrow steep road. The board on the way said “Steep path ahead-proceed slowly”. After some hesitation, we decided to take that route and soon we found ourselves in an enchanting world which reminded us of similar places in our own native district back in India. There were huge trees all along the way and some of them were pretty old. The path was so steep that we were a bit scared but were overcome by the beauty of the jungle which also set in motion thoughts of ancestors who would have lost ways while discovering new places in those primitive days. And, to add to our joy there were tiny bays down below.
One more pleasant surprise was in store for me. While going through book review in BC Book world I saw on entitles “Unlearn, Rewild” by Miles Olsen. And, it is wrth quoting the relevant portion of the review: “Unlearn, Rewild invites you to step out of your comfort zone and consider a healthy, sane and self-reliant life that is not separate from nature. Combining philosophical exploration with a guide to endangered primitive and traditional skills, this entirely unique and unconventional book will make you question what it means to be civilized”.

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.


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