Elephants, Octopus, Plants & Gaia
Elephants cry. The octopus has three hearts and nine brains. Plants scream. The magical planet and its residents are whispering…!
Elephants cry. The octopus has three hearts and nine brains. Plants scream. The magical planet and its residents are whispering…!
A recent WHO briefing suggests this week that climate change is driving Aedes mosquito driven disease to areas where they did not exist earlier while they will rise in those parts of the world where they are endemic such as Southeast Asia. High precipitation, increased temperature and even scarcity of water favours the breeding of mosquitoes. The virus and the mosquitos multiply faster in higher temperatures.
Are you on that side of your forties when you feel a little bloated from time to time and break out into sweat in the middle of the night? Even that splash of cold water or that ice pack couldn’t relieve you from the heat and it went away suddenly leaving you shivering?
Of what you use and what you throw, lest you add to plastic islands in our oceans and land. Join your neighborhood armies that ‘plog’. Next time you buy a packet of Lays or Kurkure, hit the pause button. You are now eating the junk inside. A few weeks later you could be consuming that plastic too.
The next time you chuck trash on the roads or in the park, give a thought to the ‘Ploggers’
It started with one man going on his morning jog with his eight-year old daughter. Not able to tolerate trash that defiled his revered planet, Nagraj started picking them up to dispose in the trash cans.
Big fat Indian weddings have FAT wastes generated. There are a small group of people making a change in the way weddings are conducted.
Wedding are getting grander by the day. The visual feast, which goes viral, has entranced its viewers. Decorations, lightings, innumerable food counters, and nowadays a dream-like entry of the pair to accompanying fireworks, is the pattern. Everyone, regardless of means, wants their own version of a fairyland wedding and the excuse for the extravaganza often is, ‘after all, it is once in a lifetime’.
Prasad Cherkadi was studying magnetism and came to Bangalore about fifteen years ago from the coastal town of Brahmavar to study for a PhD at the Indian Institute of Science and realised he wanted to become an artist and perform Yakshagana, instead. He was part of a group called Dheemgina meaning ‘movement’. Mohammed Yacoob, a journalist in Bangalore met Prasad in the group and together they performed a few shows with the troupe.