Turkey! (5)

Day 5. The rains came and went just in time for our 6 am hot air balloon ride! And guess who were the other passengers in the basket with us? A lot of Chinese (again!) and a Turk couple from Istanbul. Barring the struggle to not photobomb anyone while they kept the shutters going atContinue reading “Turkey! (5)”

No, she said.

Demure, quiet, she kept to herself as she walked down the road of life. Wary, alert, carefully she kept her distance from people. She hurried if she felt people approaching. She hastened her steps when men asked her questions, quickening her pace, mouthing the same word over and over again, “No.” She walked on tooContinue reading “No, she said.”

Calcutta Calling!

Oh, Calcutta. You beauty. The moment I stepped out of the airplane, the air came down on me warm and heavy! My body knew it was in Calcutta before my brain could even decode the neural transmissions. I can feel dampness in my breath. My hair feels sticky all over. And my jeans feel likeContinue reading “Calcutta Calling!”

Open Up The Spaces.

There I was, sitting on the topmost stair of the spectators’ gallery of a playground, writing, when a soccer ball landed with a thud right on my foot. I was taken by surprise and flooded with a flurry of apologies. I wasn’t hurt, no. But I roused concern among the boys. But why only theContinue reading “Open Up The Spaces.”

Boots.

  She trudged along the gravelled path, Far from home, lost in the rush of the world, Her boots worn, her back stooped, The winds, cold and brazen, cut across, The skin on her face drooped.   Her eyes stung with tears, That refused to fall out, She shut them close, Wanting to push theContinue reading “Boots.”

My happy place.

The Internet, as we all know it, can be a vicious place to be. If you still don’t know it, well, you haven’t explored enough. Right from seeking gratification to fake news, keeping up with TikTok videos and the latest record-breaking egg, medical remedies to tips on how to build your own rocket, you willContinue reading “My happy place.”

Ten years on.

It’s been ten years since our country along with the city that never sleeps, Mumbai, had come to an unexpected and grim halt. I don’t need to describe the horrors that unfolded in those three days, the lives we lost, the screams that rang through the carpeted corridors and the stunned silence thereafter. My sixteen-year-oldContinue reading “Ten years on.”

Peering In.

Weekend getaways are a solace I look forward to. I find myself in the middle of nowhere, no networks to connect to, innocent, city-oblivious eyes peering out from house windows, lush green or azure seas or b both inviting me to lose myself in the peaceful insanity of it all. These short trips don’t happenContinue reading “Peering In.”

Setting Sun.

I looked up from my Kindle and out the window. The air turbulence was distracting. I wanted to stretch my legs that were getting cramped in the narrow leg space provided these days by airlines. Just a few minutes ago, the view from the window had been drab – blues of the lightest kind withContinue reading “Setting Sun.”

Mugger.

He heaved deep breaths, silently. The room was lit up and the windows closed. How do I know this, he thought. He re-traced the conclusions his brain had arrived at. He couldn’t turn around but the steel mug placed in front of him reflected a light source, looked like a bulb. If he tilted hisContinue reading “Mugger.”