Tag: family

The Afternoons of My Childhood

The warmth, the belonging of the afternoons of my childhood keep me cozy on cold nights still. The whirring fan that toiled during those afternoon siestas, in my childhood home did cool me, always, but failed, to shoo away the warmth of family, of…

Afternoons of my Childhood

On many a sunny afternoon at Grandma’s home, with cousins, partners in crime, I remember tiptoeing to the warm mango pickle jars full of oil shimmering in the lazy sun. As grandma slept, we would steal some and scamper away to our hiding place…

The Great Oak

That great oak in my grandma’s garden my long lost friend, For many a summer evening I spent her leaves rustling a gentle music As a dreamy me weaved dreams. Years hence, here we stand The great oak and I, she looks at me…

I Am Made Of Stories Untold

The sweet nothings of the star struck lovers made me smile, the romance of the newly weds made me blush. Those first baby steps still reverberates in my soul. I have seen it all. The fights, the love, the hate. I have chuckled at…

My Dad’s Old Car

My dad’s rickety old car I now wish to ride The one that would break down always, too lazy to carry its passengers to places in one single smooth ride. A tyre puncture, overheating, an oil change would always punctuate a road trip. Stranded…

Grief

Sometimes she is afraid, very afraid. Of the shadows that fall across the room after the happy sun goes down. She sits, huddled in a corner, listening to the noise of silence. A distant roar of a car, a baby wailing in the apartment…

The Shimmering Sky

The little girl gazed out of the car window at the orphanage becoming smaller. And then the evening sky caught her eye.  It was lit with streaks of gold dust. It sparkled as the shimmering strips of light seemed to fall on the dark…