Seven years of marriage were enough to attune them to each other’s energy rhythms; Ratan, an early bird while wife Meeta observed owlish hours. He would be winding down at dinner time when she would go amber, ready to turn green ...Read More
“The Indian Railway’s Second AC has lost its elitist air,” Harshal told himself irritably.
Elbowing his way into his assigned seat, he glared at the passengers already settled in. They wore that shifty eyed look of proprietary, typical of wait-listed Indians. He rolled his ...Read More
It was an unjust and humid afternoon-like most of the afternoons here. The sun was beating down hard upon the city and upon the taxi in which I sat sweating profusely, peeping out of the half rolled glass window. A ...Read More
Uma Iyer has dreamt of Molu, a mischievous six-year-old for almost a decade now. She shares with the young readers of Unboxed Writers, ‘Meet Molu,’ a yet to be published first book of hopefully what ...Read More
Uma Iyer has dreamt of Molu, a mischievous six-year-old for almost a decade now. She shares with the young readers of Unboxed Writers, ‘Meet Molu,’ a yet to be published first book of hopefully what would turn ...Read More
There is a street in this city where the freaks and clowns and entertainers used to live. The dwarfs who pirouette and pratfall under the big top, the long tall ones who lurch and leer, the bearded ladies, the alligator ...Read More
Uma Iyer has dreamt of Molu, a mischievous six-year-old for almost a decade now. She shares with the young readers of Unboxed Writers, ‘Meet Molu,’ a yet to be published first book of hopefully what would turn out to be a Molu and ...Read More
Acclaimed author of The Dollmakers’ Island, Anu Kumar brings a treat for the readers of Unboxed Writers in the form of an unpublished novella that will be carried in nine parts. Here is a brief introduction.
Three generations of a family have maintained a hotel that suddenly finds ...Read More
She dragged the last suitcase inside the room and flopped on the couch. She heaved a sigh of relief, closed her eyes for a moment and dozed off. A creaking sound woke her and she opened her eyes, squinting at first, then wide as ...Read More
She stood on the balcony and gratefully inhaled the heady smells of rain splattered mud, jasmine and cow dung. The sky was clear but it had rained during the day. Memories came flooding back as she gazed at the fronds ...Read More
She stood at the end of the long gali. He was waiting still. Standing patiently, peeping from behind the yellow minaret next to the big gate. Hundreds of pigeons sat on the gate's rusted iron rods and the pale, cold cement of ...Read More
Alarm rings at 4.45 A.M.
Brush.
Drink one litre of luke warm water.
Jogging outfit on.
Leash the dog.
Run for 45 minutes
Stretch for 15.
Get home.
Hard boil two eggs.
A glass of milk.
No sugar.
Shower.
Formal white shirt.
Formal trousers.
Matching tie.
Shining shoes.
Instruct maid.
Leave for work.
Check mails.
Answer each one.
Call team for ...Read More
