the most beautiful sightI have ever seen isthe rage of one womanavalanching intothe rage of tenthousand......

‘Open the door! Open the door! CHEEE…CHEEE…FEED ME…FEED ME OPENTHEDOOR!’ Lear had grown a bit senile,......

tonight I shall place a moonin every little boy’s mind and let me not forget the......

Shortlisted at the 2023 International Literary Prize, Hammond House, UK. Shortlisted at the Short + Sweet......

Hiding under the bedThe child bride holds in her handsA book of stories. Next to her......

I hate to tell youThis is a one-sided affair. You are waiting at the bus stopRain......

You have worn my shirt so muslinthat you keep weaving back into lightthe buttons undone, I......

Post India’s independence in 1947, the establishment of the Faculty of Fine Arts in Maharaja Sayajirao......

After the textile mill in Rajkot (where he worked as a mechanic) shut down, my grandfather......

Nandini knew next to nothing about children. Especially ones as small as this. She did not......