Thank God: Ramjanambhoomi-Babri Masjid & Bombay Riots
Religion met politics in a thunderclap of violence & my city burnt. It was never the same again. I was never the same again. Thank God.
Religion met politics in a thunderclap of violence & my city burnt. It was never the same again. I was never the same again. Thank God.
Mumbai says welcome in many languages. There’s one place where you can taste them all. Vileparle says welcome home.
This tiny station doesn’t feature in most Mumbai narratives but Mahim is full of the rich, unspoken connections that make this city.
You’re out to dinner on Friday night. It’s nothing exciting, nothing new. Till you look over to the next table.
You’re out to dinner on Friday night. It’s nothing exciting, nothing new. Till you look over to the next table. Read ‘FRIDAY NIGHT NOSTALGIA‘ here.
A gratitude note to someone from my past: The strongest of us may need someone to remind us that we also need beauty, love & harmony to make survival a life.
Feeling the tug between two places – one that feels like home and one that is dutifully home.
Post COVID, life is uncertain but it’s an open road. Everything is a lesson, every meeting is a gift.
I went back to my alma mater, this time as faculty. It brought me even more lessons. Back to school is always learning.
For JD It’s coming on an year since our last conversation. A week when we were negotiating our definitions of intimacy, proximity, boundaries & identity. Sadly, I don’t even have the records of that any more. My phone crashed abruptly, last month. This is the same phone that you helped…