The First Day in a PG

It sounds grand writing like this. At the end of another working day, I drive down 3.5km instead […]

Staying in a “Ladies PG”

It’s all very quaint and Victorian. We don’t call them PG for Women. Or men. It’s PG for […]

Bangalore’s PG Village

Wandering through the bylanes of Marathalli, Bellandur, and various other villages was a revelation. I am a traveler, […]


Saturday morning here. The sun is out –initially almost as if he was hesitating –a dash of blue […]

Leaf Dust

Where have all the days gone? The minutes that imprint themselves into the vacant spaces of our days? […]