In the early hours of a Sunday, On the backlane of a small town, a patch of bougainvilleas arrive into full bloom on a strange brick...

Why A Farewell to Gabo and Mercedes Feels so Personal I As children we see our parents as immortals. But while growing up, there comes a...

I.Heteronyms I’ve followed my shadow for as long as the two of us can remember. Once a month, she takes the lead by example for a few...

this time, it’ll be different he is different his family doesn’t slit pigeons for kali puja they free the birds who do they think...

the tips of our wings / felt softer / than our hands ever could / ahead of us / the lake lay / like glass / lay like morning / pale and...

Sitting in the balcony he reminisced, The unique flavour each bite he had When his mother made him eat With her own hands. But now...

Hi. I was raped when I was a child. It was from a known person, this thought always makes me wild. he was my kin brother, calm down,...

There’s an air of melancholy that encircles every heavy step made when coming back after a holiday. I suppose it doesn’t help, waking up...

My father understood numbers,  So, he spilled his seven vows on my mother’s 80’s song cassettes. Numbers when pulled apart from ratios, i...

Slicing mangoes in summer  Is no mean feat. You need hardened patience You need to resist temptation So you tear off the peels with your...

Reading Time: 10min “The totalitarian mass leaders based their propaganda on the correct psychological assumption that, under such...

I am trying to recall now the exact moment everything changed. It was a sultry afternoon in March, and the sun was everywhere. Mumbai lay...

One fine summer, A chalice was made Out of the wood of mahogany. “It’s beautiful!” Cried out many. Thinly crafted along its body, Visible...

The concept of the ideal man has shaped our discourse around masculinity. Like, the virtues of selflessness, beauty, sacrifice, virginity...

It was one rainy afternoon that Lokesh first met the creature. It was a tiny blob, protruding out of Lokesh’s right shoulder, wrapped in...

It was that time of the year again when the sun shone itself for more hours than required. I didn’t like this time of the year – it made...

The land is strange, And the circumstances foreign. All they want, is to breathe, The flavours of their motherland. The world is locked...

As I write this, 42 days into a nation-wide lockdown in India, I realise that almost anything I say about the absurdity of the pandemic...

Why make a sound or noiseor do anything to the page?Unison playing from polyphony,music evolves toward simplicity.Gould’s assertion that...

“Babri now lay in rubbles. They are saying they have demolished the mosque.” “Really?! What do we do now Pranjit?” “Don’t worry Seema. We...