This work of translated short fiction appears in two parts in the December and January editions......
Read MoreDida knew how to pick the right vegetables for dinner.Okra, brinjal, cauliflower & ginger.Holding an umbrella......
Read MoreThe time always comes,when in all of my family gatheringsthey chat about the achievementsof my cousins,......
Read MoreOne thought bothered me.Why couldn’t Kunti take back her wordsOnce she saw Draupadi, in flesh and......
Read MoreThe night breeze whistles at her earsAn unwilling listener of the dark. Yoked to work, she......
Read MoreI remember a masjid giving us names.We were eating the sky to hide griefbelow the places......
Read MoreAfter the textile mill in Rajkot (where he worked as a mechanic) shut down, my grandfather......
Read MoreNanima used to love sitting on the swing and read. That is the photograph I wish......
Read MoreNanima used to love sitting on the swing and read. That is the photograph I wish I had of her....
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