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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, […]

The Y I Need To Be Online

I have fought against it. Resisted it. Battled it. Yet, I find myself shaking off the cobwebs of […]

Epitaphs

Walking around in the graveyard, little flowers peeked underneath the grass. Long blades of grass. Shifting in the […]

Partings and Meetings

It’s been almost 6 months since I left India. I came to China thinking that learning a new […]

The Enduring Fragility of Life

It’s a funny thing, this life. Last Thursday, I was sitting in this Turkish restaurant with one of […]