I recently saw Margarita with Straw: a film about a young woman with cerebral palsy and her journey of self-discovery. Among other things, it made...
Jashn-e-Rekhta, a two-day celebration of Urdu in Delhi, is what got me thinking more deeply about Urdu. Along with an overwhelmingly large audience of young...
This was before Fire was released in India, but that same year, in 1998, my father came home one day, terribly shaken. He had been...
I comfortably call myself a ‘liberal’ but today I feel the need to explore further this modern progressive outlook that has come to be so...
After a long hectic day, I look forward to telling bedtime stories to my son. One night I told him the story of the boy...
I first read Manto in English, when I was in college and then a few years later, I bought the Urdu collection Dastavez, in Devanagari....
I am onto my third month at Yale and surprisingly my experience has been as much about motherhood as it has been about the fellowship....
It hasn’t been all that long since we woke up to the horrific news of a mob that attacked three men of African origin in...
This is coming to you from a charming 19th century mansion-turned-office in New Haven, a university town in Connecticut, USA. I am here for the...
Though you will read this almost a month later, I am writing it now on my way back from Broome, a place I didn’t even...
