Doodles and Digestion

The grandfather clock hung there, unnoticed and irrelevant to the conversations that surrounded it; in this age of wristwatches and mobiles it had no significance. Radhika knew, here its significance to usage didn’t define its relevance. Maybe that’s the reason she ran here, whenever her…

Coffee Omen

Early morning bhajans in a nearby temple wakes up Sundar. This is quite usual in a place like Mylapore in Chennai. Sundar is from a…

Amidst lush green paddy fields and River Churni, a tributary of River Ganges, flowing nearby is a small village called Gangnapur — my ancestral village where my entire family has…

Coffee Colour

The word coffee, borrowed from the Arabic word qahwa, is said to mean wine. Perhaps the word comes from Ethiopia’s Kaffa region, the…

Amidst the sandy desert of Kota and the busy streets of Delhi, there lived two of the souls who landed these oasis to make things happen for them. All I know is they don’t know each other. All they knew were the most uninteresting things that nobody cared for.

The cat is perhaps my favourite creature. When Friday — our cat — passed away on 31 January 2001, my mother said that he was irreplaceable: we never kept a pet cat again. Much as I…

She smiled to herself as she looked out of the balcony experiencing the serenity of mountains and nature. This was one of the rare moments in her life where she was at peace and at…

HUNGER

Her name was Phoenix.

And she was hungry. All the time. And it hurt, hurt so bad to be so very hungry. It consumed her whole. Her thoughts. Her actions. Her decisions. Her hunger consumed her very soul. She gave in to it each time, and she ate, and she ate. Still, it never subsided. It fed…

Kartik watched the hanging lamp swing ominously to and fro, dragging the light languorously across the floor of the room. The walls were bare, but when the lamp obliged and swung the right way he could see dust-framed outlines of posters that had once been displayed. Night time had seeped in through the drawn blinds of the solitary window, and was…

A Voyage through the Belly to the Soul

A twelve hour long and particularly uncomfortable bus journey with was totally worth the…