Category Archives: City life

The homegrown mango

“So-and-so kaku sent you some mangoes from her family farm in Kaij,” my mum announced, handing over a handful to me. I beamed in delight. I looked down lovingly at the three or four golden orbs cradled in my arms. … Continue reading

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Learning acceptance from a mangy dog

The skinny dog limped onto the road. Her ribs stuck out, a thin fur hanging unevenly over them. There was no one on the road at this time of the day; every sane soul was taking shelter from the sharp … Continue reading

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Discovering Friendship in a Bhel Vendor

Every evening, as the sun begins to descend from its high perch, a bhel vendor quietly rolls his rickety food cart down my road. It is a daily, late afternoon ritual, when the sun’s rays take on softer tones, and … Continue reading

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It’s A Too-Hot Summer Already

It’s too hot, all of a sudden. Blasts from a furnace hit my face. I look up, scowling at the overheated sun. Why the wrath, I ask it? As if in response, a wave of steaming rays hits me. I … Continue reading

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The White Topi

The bicycle rode by, a middle-aged man astride. Or maybe he was slightly older than middle-aged. I couldn’t tell you because I was more focused on the white topi (cap) atop his head. Everything about him was as ordinary as … Continue reading

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Mind The (Friendly) Gap

A few months ago, I found myself in the middle of a busy gathering. People from all walks of life were congregated into one spot and there was a frenzied buzz in the air. Conversations jostled for space, topics spilled … Continue reading

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Unexpected Civility

It was the evening rush hour, and the roads were choked. Tiny cars squeezed between larger sedans, creating new lanes where none existed. Motorbikes waited hungrily for the traffic signal to turn, ready to pounce on the first opening to … Continue reading

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