Dear Readers, The world is precarious. Every day, rain washes its roads, so I must tread carefully. That doesn’t mean I won’t slip, because life involves other people. And we’re only human, correct? It doesn't mean I have to stop walking, either. It just implies I should be more careful lest I hurt myself. It’s …
BOOMER EFFECT
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 …
The Ghosts of My Town
Dear Readers Another NaPoWriMo, another poetry craze! I'm enjoying the poems and prompts, but saving them for later. When it comes to poetry, Instagram is my favourite place. Some poets have been graciously sharing their creative process and that is inspiring. Recently, I also attended a poetry workshop by Rochelle Potkar. It was supposed to …
A Hundred Quills 