My grandparents made beds for their children. Planted mango trees, so when the children grow up they don’t have to wend to the neighbour’s yard for the fruit. They built a house on the side of the road. With a blue doorway and a long mirror descending down the carpet. Pillars painted in all white. … More Mum’s stories
In the secret backwaters of my hamlet there is someone I like. I learned the leaves as I seem to have no choice. One gossips, another smiles as I turn. Not at me but at someone else, her friends perhaps. Behind her is a riverside, on which is a big boat. Or a ship, what … More So so good
Death happens as I wake up. It was our cook maid’s brother in law. She’s up at four am. Making breakfast before leaving to the house where it’s crowded today. Where people are in silence thinking of a man. They had to wait till this day to offer him flowers.
There were times, mostly during exams, like a coward I want to run. Doors are closed. Daffodils wilt. I wanted to be freed. Uncaged. Like the bare chested lorry drivers who didn’t have to do the math. When I wished I were those trees I climbed. Cashews that my mother picked, roses in her plait. … More About roses
Let go. Of what happened. What is to happen. It’s indeed about the moment we live in. We may read lines that inspire us, people that motivate us. But unless you feel what it is like, you don’t have it yet. And when it happens, you just know it. You just who you really are. … More Letting go
I saw my stepmother when I was just four and a half years old. When my dad had come to pick us up from school. She was on the other side. My dad was persistently pointing his hand at. For us to look. My brother was looking somewhere else while I saw her. In a … More When his kids saw me
Look how purple the flowers are I told my brother. I showed him the Daffodils, its leaves before we climbed down the mud steps with books to the shrine. To study maths. Noah my cousin pointed at big fat chameleons. So big you could take them home and fry it with meal. Kind of those … More Home love