It rained all night, filling the streets with puddles of water, croaking frogs and slithering snails. Heer, like most children her age was not very fond of the rains and neither was her Granny, whom she called Nani. Nani and Heer loved spending most of their time outdoors –watering plants,…
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…