In the depth of winter whenever I snuggle into my quilt, its shadow on the wall seems to sway like an elephant. My mind begins a mad race into the … Continue reading →
They say never judge a book by its cover, but what first drew me to Sara Lippmann’s Doll Palace Stories was its beautiful cover of paper dolls that had one … Continue reading →
A couple of years after the partition of the country, it occurred to the respective governments of India and Pakistan that inmates of lunatic asylums, like prisoners, should also be … Continue reading →
She offered me Turkish coffee. I finally accepted and she led me to her apartment. We lived in the same building: her domain on the ground floor and mine on … Continue reading →
★What cocktail best describes you? Probably a Pimms – it was the very first cocktail I became aware of as a young teenager because everyone drinks it at Wimbledon and … Continue reading →
Poems from Rapid Radio, a collection under construction Trade Names Mirtaz, Daxid, Zapiz. Days narrow like the magic eye Of an old radio. Nights short Like twitter text. At my … Continue reading →
“Sixty-seven responses!” Al Edelstein announces at the first meeting of the search committee. It has been just two weeks since Rabbi Feldman dropped dead of a heart attack and just … Continue reading →
Readers expect stories to be easy to read and digest—after all, they’re short! Writers believe short stories can be taken apart like a radio to figure out how they work—after … Continue reading →
From the anthology, DELHI NOIR, from Akashic Books (Spring 2009) and HarperCollins India (2009) Paharganj I lay in my dark little verandah, the space I occupied in my Bua’s flat. … Continue reading →
In India, cricket and Sachin Tendulkar are synonymous. I am not a fan but Dilip D’Souza’s book ‘Final Test – Exit Sachin Tendulkar’ made for an interesting read. The author, … Continue reading →