Our Kitchens Are Lonely Spaces… Muse of the Month

Hello everyone! How are you all holding up? Things in India are grim and being in Delhi at the moment is like sitting on a ticking time bomb. The second wave of Corona Virus has hit us hard and the only way to be safe is to stay home. Several people and organizations have come …

WEP APRIL 2021- FREEDOM MORNING

Hello everyone! Welcome to A Hundred Quills once again. I am joining the WEP after a long gap and I am glad to be back! The prompt for this April is a watercolour by Claude Clark, the African American artist and art educator, called Freedom Morning, painted in 1941. (see image below). Claude Clark was …

BOOK REVIEW- AFTER DEATH COMES WATER

(Image: Harper Collins) Book: After Death Comes Water Poet: Joy Goswami (Translated from the Bengali by Sampurna Chattarji) Publisher: Harper Perennial Genre: Prose Poetry Language: English Lovers of poetry can only hope to satiate some of their thirst for this enriching art if they meander into the world of translated verses. The globe with its …

Taking risks- iwsg April 2021

Hello friends! Super glad to be writing this IWSG post today. With a lot going on at the personal front, I missed out posting last month and didn’t visit many of my IWSG friends the month before that. But I’m hoping to share more snippets from my writing journey from now on. Fingers crossed! The …

CHINESE WHISKERS- BOOK REVIEW

(Image source: Internet) Book: Chinese Whiskers Author: Pallavi Aiyar (@pallaviaiyar) Publisher: Harper Collins Genre: General Fiction/ Contemporary Fiction Language: English Recently I watched an interesting writing session with Pallavi Aiyar as part of Blogchatter’s #WritFest. Thereafter her book ‘Chinese Whiskers’ made its way into my library. It was the author’s debut book and the first …

CITY LIGHTS

How do you deal with the sheer predictability of life? I sit in my tiny apartment balcony each evening, watching the city lights and trying to gather my thoughts on the day gone by. They rarely take a detour. At the end of every single day, I land up having done nearly the same things …