By Girija Madhavan The flowering trees in Mysuru’s parks and gardens begin to bloom early in the year. The city planners of long ago, planted them so that each month, starting in…
By Girija Madhavan
The flowering trees in Mysuru’s parks and gardens begin to bloom early in the year. The city planners of long ago, planted them so that each month, starting in early spring, would have some flowers to brighten the landscape. There was even a pattern of colour; first the deep pink of the Tabebuia followed by its brilliant yellow twin, the Jacaranda’s purplish-blue, delicate mauve-pink of the cassias and, in May, the flaming scarlet of the “May Flower” or Gulmohar.
By Dr. R. Balasubramaniam There is a peculiar arrangement in my neighbour's home that everyone there calls dog ownership. They believe they own a dog. The dog, a portly fellow named Bruno,…
By Sujata Rajpal My name is Sujata and there is no ‘h’ in my name.” That’s how I introduced myself when, twenty-five years ago, I made Mysuru my home. Landing straight from…
from a Princely State By R.G. Singh, Secretary, Ramsons Kala Pratishtana From Left: 1. Unidentified lady, 2. H.H. Yuvarani Kempucheluvajammanni (23.6.1893 to 30.12.1970), wife of H.H. Yuvaraja Kanteerava Narasimharaja Wadiyar, 3. H.H.…
