From Dawn to Dusk

It’s the beginning of April. Mercury is rising high, and the summer has started scorching us already. Along with the heat, my window brings in gallons of dust that coats the books on the bookshelf resting right below it. Even though I like my books placed near the window, I am tired of the everyday… Continue reading From Dawn to Dusk

In the Lap of Chail

 It was a chilly December morning in Delhi. A slender beam of sunlight peered into Kaisha’s room through the window above her bed. The sunbeam was warming up her feet which were indolently floating out of her blanket. Kaisha was fast asleep and the warmth of the sunbeam seemed to mollycoddle her in the cold.… Continue reading In the Lap of Chail