Issue Date: Jun 30, 2012
For a poet, it is all colour and no fragrance, and for the common man, it is a mere flower. Palash, or the Flame of the Forest, which is abundantly available in central parts of the country, has long been considered virtually useless. Of course, the flower once came handy in making dyes for Holi but the profusion of chemical colours in the market put to an end to its use.
Recent Supreme Court order in Vedanta case holds hope for tribal community life
Butterflies on the roof of the world is a vivid and engaging narrative of the author's rendezvous with the butterflies and moths in particular, and nature in general