February 3, 2020

I have ironed the saree, the purple Kanjeevaram. We purchased it from Nallis in Chennai last Diwali, but your father wanted me to keep it as a surprise. We all have been looking forward to this day.

Today you will step on stage as a dancer, as an artist, as a part-custo...

December 17, 2019

The girl swept back the curls tumbling over her forehead and stared intently at the thin strip of the road ahead of her.

The chasm loomed below, sending a shiver up her spine. She held her breath, and holding aloft her arms like airplane wings, took a step forward on th...

November 27, 2019

Today as I sat nibbling on my sandwich at work, I remembered the one we had with a glass of red in that b&b on the road curving up the hill thick with grape vine and olives trees. It was late afternoon when we finally reached the village, lugging that fat Lonely Planet...

October 15, 2019

The fuel needle danced dangerously low. He parked his motorbike near a clump of sage, his weary bones groaning in the increasing chill.

The detour to avoid the police check-post had cost him.

But his treasure was safe. He felt the rucksack for the spoils of the hunt; two...

July 20, 2019

Between the fading day and the consuming dark,

Twilight is the ultimate outlaw.

It won’t bear allegiance to either side...

T

he brief interlude where no rules apply and only magic survives 

July 20, 2019

Dusty bookshelves and Saturdays

Coffee and magenta skies  

Wet noses and wind kissed hair

Wonder where the mind prowls

What this day will bring

April 16, 2019

This beautiful piece of architecture is the Mubarak Mandi Palace in Jammu. It was at one time home to the Dogra dynasty. Constructed bit by bit over 150 years, with various rulers adding their own story to its history, today it stands with quiet grace on the edge of th...

April 11, 2019

I was out with coco for a walk when I saw her. She lay there quietly like a fallen leaf, her bright wings, the color of spring against the paved earth. I bent down and touched her. Her wings, a part of it still folded, lay there limp. But a tiny foot moved fiercely in...

April 11, 2019

I find it fascinating how autumn leaves mirror the embers of the setting sun as they bid goodbye to the tree and prepare to become one with the earth again. I guess we are not the only ones who find a good sunset unforgettable.

But few of us are able to let go so beauti...

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