Lies in White I hated the color white. I hated its every offspring. And today I was stuck with my ivory white sneakers, because the black ones had decided to lose their soles. “Let’s go!” my little brother shouted as... (Continue reading)
Air has become chilled, dry and the warmth of sun seems to be pleasant. The winter has just peeped in. Woolens are still not compulsory but the chillness can be felt in the air. My daughter was playing with her... (Continue reading)
The corridor of the charity center for infectious diseases waited for my steps every Saturday afternoon. The door of Dr. Hoai’s office, however, did not wait for me, Dr. Hoai, to open, but in the past three weeks, it had... (Continue reading)
She liked weeding the garden, dissecting art and playing music, especially the raag Behag, which floated around her at night along with the waft of jasmine that she had so lovingly nurtured. Perhaps not necessarily in that order, but nothing... (Continue reading)
I wonder if you’d like me now. The thought has crossed my mind more than once. Not a trace of the little girl (Lovely, you’d once said) you used to know; I am a woman now. Tall and ungainly. Gaunt... (Continue reading)
Mr. Pillai held a large black umbrella over his head with his left hand. In his right hand, he held one end of his starched white dhothi. The hot midday sun burned brightly, as he walked in the direction of... (Continue reading)
One day suddenly ……… I was woken by door bell , it was noon time I was in busy playing IGI game on my lappy. I had came home for couple of days .my room was on first floor and... (Continue reading)
Today morning, as usual, I was sipping my morning tea and pacing around the living room, preoccupied with some pending tasks at office. I walk around pretty fast and when my mom entered the room holding some washed porcelain cups... (Continue reading)
‘MOTHER SERIOUS RETURN HOME’ The hotel concierge handed Raman the telegram as soon as he returned at six o’clock in the evening. He had to catch a train early next morning to a tourist spot 500 KM away from his... (Continue reading)
The local paper thrives on the inconsequential. Consider this on page 3. Raju, age 27, stabbed to death. His parents, retired school-teachers, teach underprivileged kids at home. His elder sister is a homemaker and her husband is a lift technician... (Continue reading)