The Joy Of Connecting


I took my Mom to a local exhibition yesterday—one of those local “arts and crafts” fairs that dot our cities. It was one of the few times she has been outside since her recovery from Covid. My heart was pounding when I parked the car. There were unmasked people everywhere, and the memory of beeping […]

October 21, 2021

A Play Of Light And Dark


I stepped out yesterday on my own for the first time after Covid. It was unusually humid in Bangalore – the air sticky with the damp of possible rain, but the sun shining through it. As I drove into the Metro parking station, my mind went back to Feb – the last time I had […]

September 21, 2021

Remembering Socks


It was a mild morning in Bangalore, overcast and heavy with the perfume of rain when I stepped out for my run. The city was yet to wake. I turned around the corner, and that’s when I saw him. A black shape curled up against a car’s tire.  It was Socks, a street dog I […]

June 25, 2021

The Yellow Umbrella Of Hope


Today morning, I was working out on the roof of my parents’ house. From the corner of my eye, I noticed that my old friends, the mynas, were back.  The neighbor has blocked the chimney to prevent them from nesting, yet there they were, squawking around. I stopped my workout to observe them for a […]

February 26, 2021

The Kindness Of Memories


I was rummaging through my wardrobe shelves, looking for a charger for my phone, when I found a bunch of old photo albums. I randomly opened one of them, and I smiled as the first photo stared back at me. There I was. Back in 2002, teaching English in an international school in Bangalore with […]

February 18, 2021

The Smiles Of Grief


It is a typically mild Bangalore morning when I step out for my run. I have been dawdling a bit since I woke up, and I am impatient to ‘get on’ with the day. What this getting on means, I really don’t know. But there’s always somewhere else that I want to be. Something else […]

February 2, 2021

The Art Of Doing Nothing


‘If you can spend a perfectly useless afternoon in a perfectly useless manner, you have learnt how to live’ – Lin Yutang Lin Yutang was a Chinese philosopher who knew how to lead the good life. I clearly am not a philosopher, and neither do I seem to be doing great at leading the good life. But there was […]

October 12, 2020

Turning Regrets Into Wishes


I have been a bit quiet on the writing front. I sit down to write, and then my mind takes me on a whirlwind that has nothing to do with writing. Or I stare at the blank canvas of Google Docs, and I can’t bid the words to emerge from where they are colliding with […]

September 27, 2020

My New Friend


Bangalore has been beautiful these last few weeks. At night, I sleep with a light quilt. The evenings and early mornings are edged with misty showers. My ‘walks’ on my terrace, therefore, had become less frequent with the rain.  But one evening did draw a blue shade of promise for me, and I ventured up.  […]

July 14, 2020