“Let me out!!! Let me out NOW!!!! NOW I said! Stop this car!! Open this door!” Okay, this is not a rape scene from a Bollywood movie. That’s actually me screaming and yelling and weeping, well almost. Before anybody…
Category: vision
The View from the Balcony
Every day after work, the husband and me sit sipping chai in our apartment balcony. It’s usually dusk, the sky is a brilliant cloudy orange, there’s the faint smell of the chemicals used for fumigating mosquitoes, there’s the sound of…
the dream house
As a little girl, I dreamt of the perfect home – a tiny cottage with lots of trees; checked red curtains, red tiles, a swing in the yard, a creek in the back yard. As a teenager, the image changed…