The Creators sang to the patrons with great gusto and eloquence, complete with sweeping arms and flashing smiles, “Meet Faith and Belief. Together they form Trust. They are the answers to all your prayers...
I’ve often wondered about and been deeply intrigued by the casual graffiti one gets to see ever so often in public monuments. In an almost atavistic act, one etches, on walls and domes, a...
It was at that moment when the crow finally came to its senses, stopped singing and swooped down to retrieve the fallen vadai, only to find that the fox, in a swift, seamless manoeuvre,...
Here was a man. Straight out of the blue. Narrating his woeful tale to me. A Tamil man from Mylapore. Owner of many riches. Embittered by family. Encircled by the snare of horoscope. Who...
One’s mother tongue has the ability to cast this strange spell that conjures up a feeling, spanning across time, distance, people, stories and texts. I can speak from my own experience during my self-imposed...
