That Tailor By The Dustbin

I see them every afternoon while I wait outside the gate for the girls. They sit under a tree, just a few feet away from two large garbage drums. The drums were not there when they had first come in, they were placed there much later. By then, I suppose, it was too late for …

A little story of a little dumpling.

The only time I had eaten a momo before I came to Delhi was in a small roadside shop enroute Gangtok in 1998. We had been driving on zig-zag roads for hours after a 2-day train journey and were famished. Those were not the days of packaged food or fancy Rajdhani trains that served five …

Holding on or Letting Go — The toughest decision there is.

I am quite indifferent when it comes to technology. I do not care what brand of TV we have at home, or if we possess the best quality Home Theater System or not (although, apparently, we are quite close, or so husband says). That is also why I have always had the cheapest cell phones, …

If you do not mourn

They say you die everyday, if yo do not mourn those who have gone away That with every one who leaves you, a part of you is also gone, That you lend some of your soul to the dead if you do not mourn; They say you begin to lose your hopes, happiness and joy …

What is my worth?

What is my worth and how do I calculate it? My bank account says I have a couple of hundred thousands – is that my worth?My salary statement says I make a fraction of what I used to years ago – is that my worth? The husband says he cannot do without me. The girls …

Beauty

She never thought she was ugly, on the contrary, she believed herself to be charming and pretty. Her belief lent her a poise and grace that was not easy to find in girls her age. She often admired herself -- the long slender fingers, the curvy eyelashes, the little button nose, Her eyes, she thought, …

Tis’ the season.. Missing The Good Old Greeting Card..

December means different things to different people. For some, it is the time to celebrate the year gone by and look forward to a new beginning. For others, it is the time to introspect, to look back with fondness — or regret — to long for the time lost. And to some, like me, it …

Solitary Reaper

It is two 'o clock at night and I am not sleepy. Perhaps because in the last one year, I have hardly slept before dawn. I have been reading, I have been writing, I have been working hard, sometimes all through the night. And after a hard night, sleep does not take long to come …