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.”
“Diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” they said. I don’t know who the they here are. I don’t mean I don’t know, I just can’t seem to recall who exactly they are. I grew up listening to mothers say it, the advertisers claim it, movies celebrate it. I was brought up in an Indian middleContinue reading “Diamonds.”
Naksh was singing at the top of his voice! “Papparah Papparah Papparah… Badtameez Dil Badtameez Dil… Ahh… Haan“ “Oh shut that radio thing off and stop jumping on the bed,” Shailjaa scolded her eight year old son, Naksh! No longer jumping, he smiled at her and stood there, the hand held radio his father boughtContinue reading “Of People and Things.”
Staring ahead fondly, She looked at her beau, White skinned among her coloured relatives, He was the object of affection. And speculation. Graciously Yours!
Facebook wants to tell me how my year has been. If I go by that, all I did in 2014 was sketch a few portraits, go to a few restaurants with a bunch of people, and get pictures clicked for my sister’s #100happydays! Well, that’s not how it was, Facebook. Exactly a year ago, my fatherContinue reading “1 day to go!”