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That at the end of the day, few things taste will ever taste better than home, seasoned with a dose of bittersweet nostalgia.
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Over the years, the heaters made the winters a lot less cold, but it always felt a lot less warm.
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Bombay is a woman who doesn’t believe in makeup. Wearing her scars with the same pride that she wears her skyscrapers.
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“Today let’s play mother-daughter” “Can I be the mother this time?” “No. I’m older” Sunday afternoons. 10 year old Ahalya and her little sister would play mother-daughter. Ahalya would dress her up, comb her hair, walk her to school and correct her homework. Sometimes, there would be an occasion. She would dress her up for…
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The alarm rang earlier than usual that morning. There was a train to catch. He boarded the train and took his place in the empty compartment. He was always early. He sat himself down at the window seat and opened up the day’s newspaper. A young man, dressed in a crisply ironed white shirt arrived…
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‘That asshole, he whistled at me’ I said to my roommate as I stormed into my apartment in Singapore. I was livid. My blood boiling as I pictured the smug look on his face, over and over again. I didn’t notice him until he whistled. The loud, sharp sound, forcing me out of my absentminded…
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I remember the time my father taught me chess. On a Sunday afternoon, I sat cross legged at the center table in the drawing room, silently watching him put the pieces in place. “This is the queen, and this is the king”, he said, holding up the pieces. My eyes widened. I reached for them,…
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It would arrive at 7:45am sharp. The burst of lemon yellow shining bright against the dull grey Monday morning. He would honk thrice to announce his arrival, sparking a wave of panic in every household in Sunshine Apartments. Books would hurriedly be thrown in bags, milk would be gulped down at the speed of light…
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Stray sunbeams made their way through her window, dancing gently on her eyelids until they sleepily blinked open. She turned around to his side of the bed lazily. He was gone. Her heart sank. The warm day seeming gloomier almost instantly. She wondered how she didn’t notice. Usually, even his slightest movements would wake her…
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She always knew she was dark skinned. She had known it for as long as she could remember. She was barely two. Ramu uncle was visiting their home. Oh my, look at you! How you’ve grown! He beamed, looking at her sister, Last time I saw you, you were as tiny as an ant. They…
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Epiphany in the Cacophony 