banno, dhanno and teja in bumm-bumm-bhole-land

nothing happened

She called today. The last I saw her was at Borivali station ten days ago. She had been standing there, smiling bravely, flapping her hands in good cheer, but I … Continue reading

September 14, 2010 · 9 Comments

Bijji comes from US of A

“Rhea”, Bijji screamed. “My little dugduggi, how you have grown!” Rhea’s nose was jammed in Bijji’s armpit, which smelt a bit sour after twenty hours in the plane. Rhea tried … Continue reading

June 28, 2010 · 18 Comments

the reclining chair

In celebration of organizing my blog some more, and creating new pages for my short stories and films links, one more short story – the reclining chair – one of … Continue reading

May 27, 2010 · 4 Comments

pink slippers

Inspired by these, this: “You haven’t done it, have you? I knew you wouldn’t do it. It’s always the same with you. You just say you’ll do it, and then … Continue reading

December 7, 2009 · 2 Comments

home, sweet home

When Basheer went home that evening, there was no home. His nephew, Faheem’s wife, Azra, had been arrested with 5 other women and 27 men from the basti, for scuffling … Continue reading

October 3, 2009 · Leave a comment

a river left behind

I read this story at the Caferati meet yesterday. It’s a story that has been with me for a long time, and is one of my personal favourites. I’m still … Continue reading

October 19, 2008 · 13 Comments

The one or the other

A friend sent me this sms today. ‘6 am rush hour. Getting stuff ready for school. I get a call on my cell. A polite male voice wishes me ‘salaam … Continue reading

September 26, 2008 · 11 Comments
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