Foes to Friends

Foes to Friends

I have come to believe that if India and Pakistan were closeted together somewhere, secluded from the rest of the world, all acrimony would disappear. Let me explain.  So the other day, N asked H to get her a glass of water. Now usually a seemingly simple request like this one would have been met …

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Making time to write

Making time to write

I shut the door to my room, switch off the wifi on my laptop and turn my phone to aeroplane mode. I set the timer and open my laptop for some focussed writing time. Barely 30 seconds in, H pushes open my door.  ‘Can I eat?’ he asks.

Growing up together

Growing up together

A gentle breeze ruffles my hair as I sit on a small cement platform in the grounds of my apartment complex. I watch N jogging, headphones in place her ponytail swinging from side to side. It’s 10pm and we’re the only two people around. It’s quiet, apart from a few sounds that drift down from …

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Neighbours

Neighbours

A blue polka dotted balloon drifts down into the balcony as the kids and I sit navigating our way through the digestive system. Class tests are on and the three of us seem like we’re enclosed in a cocoon, shielded off from the outside world, lost in the universe of books and notes and unyielding …

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Thursday mornings

Thursday mornings

It’s after 10 pm. The children have finally settled down in their rooms wrapping up their studies, their TV time and their million arguments. I open my book for few minutes of reading before I turn in for the day. The phone pings. I glance at it and find a message from my sister-in-law, S. …

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Unfinished #BookReview

Unfinished #BookReview

Priyanka, with her grit and her determination, as also her ability to stand up to all kinds of trolling and bullying, has always been inspirational. Everything about her seems to spell, ‘Say what you will, I’ll do my own thing’. To me, that’s the greatest kind of freedom anyone can ever aspire for. And that’s what prompted me to pick up her biography.