• Poetry

    Our House

    We bought a house “Incredible” they said “at such a young age”. “We won’t have to worry about the mould or the chipped off paint at least” We pondered, “The EMI is higher than the rent, but at least it’s ours”.   It has a balcony in every room. Huge…

  • Poetry

    Steamed Rice

    Growing up I ate white steamed rice everyday for lunch. My grandmother who lived with us,  Served me hot steamed rice as soon as I returned form school. Always accompanied by a curry cooked by my mother early in the morning before she left for work. When I was living…

  • Poetry

    Gurudwara

    Every saturday my Nani and I went to the Gurudwara. A beautiful white building, Immaculate white flooring, with grand double stairs. I would sit with her for five, Then step out to play with the kids in the garden outside. She always sat there praying to god. I never asked…