Samreen ChhabraReveriesWell look who’s here. I imagine my writing pad would greet me like this, if it had a mind and voice of its own. I’m lucky it doesn’t, for…Jun 30, 2022Jun 30, 2022
Samreen ChhabraThe Economy of a PhraseA short poem on the class divide in India, written by me on Faiz Ahmed Faiz’s birthday, as a small present to him.Feb 18, 20221Feb 18, 20221
Samreen ChhabraOn the Feebleness of SolitudeMaybe it was on a damp, icy winter evening like this one, or a dusty hot afternoon in summer fifteen years ago, when I first said it. Out…Jan 23, 20221Jan 23, 20221