Writing

A silky black ribbon on a fluttering bright summer dress, the road split the vast expanse of tall grass, waving gently in the breeze, extending to the horizon on both sides. The red hatchback zipped along. The morning cool had given way to warm air that now gushed through the open windows of the little […]

Dada, come quick! Grandma is not getting up, and papa is just crying. Come quick!” I was woken up abruptly as I lay asleep in bed with a viral infection that morning of August 5. I did not have time to think as I rushed to my parents’ bedroom. My father stood at the foot

Day fights a hopeless battle with the dark as I sit in the large living room, in the house of my ancestors. The rain outside has been a blur, a reflection of my mind. Eighteen months ago, we moved in from Bombay – the city of my birth. Now I am compelled to make tough