Books and Berries

The sprawling villas on both sides don’t point to a village. I’m about to double-back when the signboard declares that I’m … More

When the jungle calls

“Don’t grab the crabs!” the major said, laughing. “Just gently pass the branches behind.” We looked at each other, the … More

It had almost become my morning ritual. I would walk up the stairs at Daragaon village retreat to see if … More

It was the only choice. He didn’t have Pulimunchi. The Mangalorean fish curry had felt like home stranded in Pondicherry during … More

The ghats are where the action is. Walk alongside and you will find kids playing cricket on each stretch. In … More

There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars Nothing behind me, everything ahead … More

I don’t recollect when I started collecting them, just that they are piling over, spilling out of files now. Not … More

The one you have when you are walking on dusty roads, past overgrown trees and crumbling old houses. The one you … More

When I first landed there, the kids were practicing for a dance competition. Nepali melodies were blasting off the lone … More

I was half leaning against the sideboard, tying my hair, eyes still groggy with sleep, when what do I … More

The boat was moored to the left, right behind the tiny brick house. From the car, I could see two … More

The waves ran back and forth caressing the wooden hull, swaying it ever so slightly. Within the enclosure, my eyes … More