Memoir & Autobiographies
In the Company of My Mind
I know the patterns that gracefully line the ceiling. I know the number of rectangles that align so perfectly. Because, while I lay in ...The Two of Us
We often ride nowhere. The car traverses the city blocks to the highway of vehicles moving through the town in all directions. You maneuver ...Growing Up -The Bangalore Years
The transition to Bangalore is epic. All our furnishings and heavy household items are to be sold. Even then, a moving company moves heavy ...Growing Up – The Delhi Years
“Yes, Daddy, yes! That’s the book the teacher read in class.” Daddy is turning pages of a children’s book entitled Fix it, Please. ...In her Mother’s Footpath
From my window, I catch the image of a mother and child On their way to meet destiny’s demands Fine wrinkles gracefully line the ...Skateboards and Paper Jams
Another darn problem! Nothing is going right today, simply nothing! The smallest of tasks has me beating my head against the wall. Now it’s ...Glimpses of Small Town India of Yore
I was ten when Daddy put me on a train to Ambala. Alone and unsupervised for the first time, feeling quite grown up, I ...I’m not Here
Blank papers rustles about by the windDried ink pots are cracked from neglectI suppose there are lines I’m supposed to writeThere are emotions I ...Beloved Brother Gone-Part 2
The visit to Ottawa ended. Nothing had been resolved. It was clear Sudhir needed to continue under supervised care, and he was sick of ...My Mother’s Strength
My mother taught me strength. The way she sauntered into university boardrooms Wearing spiked heels she carried to the car Because it was still ...
