The Uptown Gal With a Downtown Edge

In just a few long strides, the elegant woman clicked black heels across the expanse of the opulent lobby and smoothly parked herself and her wheeled luggage by the registration desk. She rested her handbag on the counter, ready to take out her wallet if needed. “You have a reservation for me? Jeena Mann. That’s …

A Piece of Bread, A Curry of Potato and Family Beside Me

It is Sunday morning and we are allowed to get up late. Every other day of the week Amma and Papa are united in their wake up calls that turn from sweet to strident in about 5 minutes. I know that if we are not up Papa will walk in and yank the covers off …

Underneath the Guava Tree

We grew up together. Literally. My first memory of us together is one bundle rolling around on the ground, legs and bodies all entwined. We were the same size and weight and  maybe, just maybe, if it had stayed that way he would still be around. While we were the same in size he was …