I remember all the times I've been pointed at, at weddings, with a slight smirk, and a "You're next." While I took those as jokes then, even when they counted down all the cousins, who'd get married before me, now I freak out, just a bit. Because no matter how old I am, I'll not … Continue reading Because You Want to get Married.
To much of my annoyance, and some kind of other worldly peace, I'm back in Kerala. And not some touristy place either. It's a village I'm sure I won't even have heard of had I not been visiting this place at least twice a year. In the past couple of weeks, my daily schedule comprised … Continue reading Rural, Indian.
On what Khushwant Singh's death makes me painfully aware of, and what his writing has taught me. It's begining. Slowly. You read some works as you were growing up, but most of them were Dead White Europeans, who were considered classic writers-Shakespeare, Austen, and the like. But you knew they are long dead and gone. … Continue reading Begining of the End