Headed to Buckingham Palace? Chances are you're more than likely not going anywhere near there. Then why this compulsion to speak the Queen's English, eh? Here's what I think the issue is... It's an instant giveaway that although you're a product of independent India, you haven't quite broken away those shackles of your colonial past … Continue reading Trotting on your high horse?
We knew her as Ms Hima Devi. I always remember her as a lady with immense attitude, a cigarette between her fingers, puffing smoke in our middle school classroom. After a while our Victorian "ha, hoo" shocked by her stance, simply stopped. Hima was just Hima... cool. No, we did not use that term then. … Continue reading Hima Kala Kendra
Today again I'm alone; yet again so lonely My heart feels very heavy; the worries creep along Look, wispy clouds are wafting; yonder, romance is thickening The chill came along, it made its home here; But look outside, aren't those butterflies flaunting? Listen to my heart, in it lives the whole wide world; Hear this … Continue reading “Alone”