LI:FE! 2020 – When the year throws two lemons at you, what do you do?
Think of what you can make - A sweet sorbet to comfort on a summer afternoon? A spicy pickle to relish with a meal? Or cut it into bits, sprinkle spicy salt and keep in your pocket to lick or share with friends? This year, like a ‘gondhoraj nimbu’, is uniquely fragrant, pungent and sharp, exceptional if you slow down to savour it and, in spite of the thorns, very humbli
A heartwarming collection of short stories from towns within India, possibly from a place near yours and about someone familiar....
The sisters in Benares, whose fate led them to different cities, one to mercurial heights of stardom and the other to the depths of misfortune. Now, thirteen years later, they are back in the same city where they started; will the ghats change the course of their lives?
Sethji had been an astute and successful diamon
Farzana or Farzi, as she was affectionately called by her friends was a loveable and popular character from the glorious past. Of Persian descent, from the city of Iran, young Farzi had been a tall, shapely, with long, naturally curly haired , and possessed a stormy personality. She was extremely ta Read More...
Fr Gilson’s narration about the second world war, and his life as a child in Belgium, had left us spellbound. Initially the rest of that day had gone in silence while each one of us tried to internalise what he had shared. Just before the school ended we had gone to the Library to get some boo Read More...
Day 4: Sunday morning is always special. We usually have a South Indian meal for lunch and chicken curry for dinner and I like both. The ladies in the colony learnt to make authentic South Indian dishes, courtesy Mrs Uma Ramaswamy. Uma aunty is the loving mom of my friend and our neighbour who has p Read More...
Day 3: Mornings at home were very predictable. On week days, we were all in a rush to get dressed and leave for school, which left little time to enjoy lazing in bed or picking up morning sounds, in leisure. However, weekends were different. On those days I would sleep in till later. That's when we Read More...
The day was so long ... we all sat at home in silence, not understanding what it meant to be at war. I was in class 8, I had seen the book "War and Peace" in the library and read the Guns of Navarone and Diary of Anne Frank, and the thought of war seemed scary and bleak. At 6pm, my father Chirag ret Read More...
Prelude: On 26th March 1971, the threat war was declared. The war began after the Pakistani military junta based in west Pakistan launched operation Searchlight against the people of East Pakistan on the night of 25 March 1971. It was eventually a military confrontation between I Read More...