Dear Readers, Suddenly, the world feels like a mishmash. Every time I blink my eyes, something new pops up—a massive influx of people going about their lives, a nearly invisible indifference to everything until it wriggles its way up our bones. Most times a few tut-tuts are enough to move on. Then there’s also the …
Virtual Velocity
Dear Readers, Thank you for the heartfelt response to the previous newsletter. We are in a much better space and hope good sense can prevail. In all this what worries me most is the collective euphoria that surrounds a catastrophe. While I try to figure out the why of it all, I'd like to confess …
An (Un)Ordinary Day
Dear Readers, As a war unfolds where I live, every ordinary day becomes unordinary. Some random thoughts to make sense of today. I squeeze a lemon in lukewarm water and settle on my balcony. Sunrise is the time for the collective chirping of bulbuls on the khejri, neem and palash, standing obediently on the opposite …
Like a Midnight Bloom
Dear Readers, We never had summer vacations where I grew up. Spring kicked off the year in my town and then winter came after nine months, and it was brutal. So, we only had time to work between these two seasons. From December to February, the town was in a deep slumber with many people …
When Hope Begins to Fade
Dear Readers, It's the month of NaPoWriMo and at Poetic Adventures we are into the tenth and final week. I am grateful to Namratha for this wonderful ten-week-long run. I felt alive, writing, after a long time. Oh, the relief of writing without the worry of sticking to what works. I do not want to …
After Nissim Ezekiel
Dear Readers, Can we ever even get close to the masters? I read Nissim Ezekiel in college and remember how postcolonial literature was a favourite of the entire batch. Our teacher had a huge role to play in it. But more than that, I think it was the relatability factor, the vision of a modern …
A Hundred Quills 