December 2019 has bled into a hard Indian January – campuses under seige, visuals of bleeding teachers and student leaders,

What will you teach your son? Will you teach him to guard his heart jealously, so that it is never

Each time there is a rush of anger swamped by sorrow. Each time the fucking helplessness is enough to drown

A young woman comes to my home for the first time today. We are meeting in a professional capacity. Very

My bank is at the end of a road shaded by beautiful old trees. Rusty shield bearers mostly, the ones