My Happy Neighbors, Once Again
It was the same time last year. A cool breeze of air surrounded us. I could see the morning dew on the window panes when I woke up. I brushed my room curtains aside to look closely and noticed a bit of commotion in our…
Ghar Waapsi, it’s been 2 years!
Ghar Waapsi is an emotion, a fulfilling of a long pending dream of a boy from a middle class family to breathe back into his home and homwtown.
Hankering for The 7 Insipid Days
An early arrivalA cool breeze of airshooting the rumours of the heat.A ride with a driver, who keptfretting about the history we keep,laments about the quality ofkikkar, ammonia and Rahul they breed. A motley group of friendsfrom country’s far endslame jokes, petite jibesall of which,…
We Have No Home
Every year, millions of us move places to places to achieve our dreams, accomplish something bigger in our lives. And with each move, we leave or (atleast seemingly disconnect) from our homes or hometowns. We find solace – a place to be at – and…
