The Eavesdropping Neighbour Aunty

We moved to a small two bedroom apartment (It’s total space is equivalent to an average one bedroom apartment). We have about 5 families in the neighbourhood. The people who live right next door, in a big bungalow, are the sneaky and clever ones. They are hideous, avoid confrontation, prevaricate to work around lies about […]

The Grind Of Money

The grind of money, working their way to the dreams that are rocks and stones made out of the small particles of sand, shining all sparkly as if they contained magic. At my temporary staying place here in Chandigarh, there’s a family from a small village in Punjab staying in this city. My maternal grandfather […]

“We’re Listening – anything you want to share?”

This is not a poem. I write some here and here I’m scared of a prospective listener, because they might be online, and the fact that most probably I would never meet them, is all the more, scary, like a dream where you’re doing what you want but you wake up either to an alarm […]

Distant Relatives

There is an old family house, built on flattened out contours on the left side of a mediocre mountain, that is now void of its makers. One was a nice man, but a drunkard, who had taken his own life insidiously.  His wife, everybody called her Maati (माती), was a giving lady. Their son, a little […]

When The Time On My Mobile Phone Wouldn’t Change

Last night I had a horrid dream. Bone shaking me to my core, I have never had such a sweaty nightmare ever before. I dream very less (if I do, I don’t remember most of them). Last night’s -mare ingrained in my memory very starkly. Details need too much background information about my family members. […]