The call of the koel (cuckoo bird)

Have you heard the koel calling? What does it make you feel? I remember as a child returning to India for the summers. That’s when the koel is heard the […]

The Homecoming

Time flies. Last week, at this time 5.00 p.m, I was sitting alone, sipping on my tea and watching Cinderella on T.V. with all the latches on the door put; […]

And the painting’s done

Remember the painting I started on Tuesday, the one I was supposed to gift yesterday? The one I wrote about in my post, Home Alone  . Well, it was done by […]

Saving the ‘writer’ in me

It’s been ages since I have written. Not literally, if poetry writing is counted. But writing to prompts ( 30 days of NaPoWriMo prompts) does not feel like writing because […]

Home Alone

7.00 a.m. I drop the children off at the airport and I return home – alone for the first time after twenty years in a new city. I feel like […]