Of Lights, Life, and A Little Loneliness…

The sun grappled with the clouds all day long. Tired, it went to the bed a bit early than the usual days. By the evening, the clouds had enshrouded the sky, convincing Shama that it'd rain, but it didn't. From her room on the seventh floor of a nine-floor apartment, Shama sees lights everywhere --... Continue Reading →

Diwali- then and now…

I now feel sorry for my own naivete which led me into believing that the immense happiness this festival always brought with itself originated from the flames of the diyas that my grandmother used to lit at the dusk's arrival, the new clothes that everyone wore around me (including the people whom I seldom saw wearing... Continue Reading →

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