(1) Long before Mr Radcliffe broke the lead of his pencil for the thirty seventh time while drawing the most innovative and surreally imaginative…
(1) The strangest thing about this strange journey is that it began with a word. A word that’s got stuck on the top left…
June’s absence itched my eardrums, more than the shrill, piercing cacophony of the traffic underneath the flyover. It created a halo of silence around…
It was so confusing: to call him deuta or sir. “In school, call him sir, if you don’t like calling him deuta,” my elder…
“In good times I’ll be with you, in bad times I’ll be with you, in the depth of chasm and at the peak of…