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prabhu ki kripa

Prabhu is 10. He is standing with his shoe-polish box, in a corner at Connaught Place. He says: Can I polish your slippers? I say: You won’t spoil the sole, … Continue reading

April 14, 2015 · 6 Comments

you don’t have to hold the colours in your hand to see them

There is a path where I can walk with myself, by myself. There are flowers. Two azaans melt into each other. Some children are playing somewhere. A woman lights a … Continue reading

March 13, 2015 · 4 Comments

the heart yearns, for what, it doesn’t know

A young woman showed us her film on getting to know/see Delhi. She said later, I was not interested in the dead monuments, those dead things. She looked at her … Continue reading

March 8, 2015 · 9 Comments

you need fruit and nuts

There are phases in life when nothing seems to fit. You are restless, bored, frustrated, anxious, oh hang it, let’s not beat around the bush, you are unhappy. And of … Continue reading

January 30, 2015 · 9 Comments

come embrace me, says life

This one is for Beth and Anu. The old man sitting under the tree is not young. His dimples have long disappeared under chubby cheeks. His eyes are still soft … Continue reading

January 14, 2015 · 4 Comments

doing the money dance

Every year I learn something new while doing our accounts. There I have been walking straight ahead, putting one foot before the other, like most human beings who learn to … Continue reading

December 24, 2014 · 9 Comments

the colour of happiness

I don’t particularly feel old because I am 49. But the slipping away of joys makes me feel old. And when I don’t fight for my happiness, I feel weary. … Continue reading

December 13, 2014 · 6 Comments
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