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I remember the village like it was yesterday. There are few things more beautiful than the chatter of happy children, the smell of roasted peanuts, and a clear, starlit sky. The maidan was bustling with activity as the crowd poured in. They spread coir mats, ate noisily and fought to sit in the first row.…
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The alarm rang earlier than usual that morning. School picnic. Ria had been allotted sandwiches. She slept soundly while the recipe for pudina chutney was googled, made, spread onto neatly cut triangles of bread, and wrapped securely in two layers of cling wrap. It was then carefully slipped into a big bag with lots of…
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It was an unhappy union from the start. They disagreed on everything. The budget, the expenditure, the policies, the goals. And yet, they stayed together for years, fighting to be the louder voice, the stronger presence, the one that commanded more respect. Year after year, the walls of the parliament became more of a house…
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My son would never rape a woman. It is brutal, disgusting and immoral. He simply isn’t capable of such a thing. She has obviously enticed him. __________________________________________________________ She was at the club when it happened. Short black dress, tall black drink. She stood in the middle of the dance floor, moved her hips slowly. She…
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6th April, Sunday 9pm. We watched the India-Sri Lanka T20 Final huddled up before a 13 inch laptop. Opened cans of beer, made popcorn and fought for a place on the couch. That evening, every one of us stayed glued to the game, indifferent to exam schedules, limited seating and the glitchy wifi. We watched…
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The alarm rang loud and mercilessly. She woke up startled. Like a battle call, she thought as she dragged herself to the kitchen to heat yesterday’s leftovers. The rest of the house slept soundly. The kids and in-laws were asleep, and Rohan was travelling. The empty silence gave her a mild headache. She moved slowly,…
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He would start work at 7pm sharp. Not a minute early, not a minute late. He did his job with pride, standing tall as the little town went about its life. He would watch the little boys racing down the lane, middle aged women on their way to the grocery store, the old men who’d…
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We are now descending into Bangalore International Airport, temperature 20 degrees, clear skies. Music to my ears. I step out of the plane and watch as the crowd rushes to claim their baggage. Each one trying to catch up with the person ahead of them. I join them in their little race. l look at…
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It was Gupta uncle’s gift to Gaurav on his birthday. “You are a big boy now, you must start saving money”, he said, as the scrawny boy reached for the clay piggy bank.There was a coin in it already. It made a loud clinking noise when he shook it. “Take this”, Papa said, handing him…
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“I’ll tell my father”, she threatened, fighting her tears. “My father is stronger than your father”, he declared, as a crowd of boys cheered him. Adi knew he was in trouble but it was too late to turn back. Too many people had seen it and he had a reputation to maintain. Minutes later, he…
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Epiphany in the Cacophony 