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 …

Why Do I Blog? A Crisis of Identity

More specifically, why do I write on a blog site? After about 2 years of maintaining Ramn Wright  I have stumbled upon the answer through sheer dumb luck. Or you might say it was written in stars. Soon after I wrote my first post , I knew why I should not blog. It takes time away from my "book-writing"; I spend gratuitous time tallying …

Color Me Happy

Pistachio ice cream, Tangerine whip. I read the names of the colors as I hold my mother’s hand by her index finger, tightly, while she chatters on with the man behind the desk of the paint store. What kinds of names are these I think: not green, not orange but pistachio ice cream, tangerine whip! …

All The World We Cannot See

Dear Granma, I am writing this note from my Bubble in the Incarceration Habitat. I have committed the most heinous of crimes: Newborn Endangerment. To that they have added Torture and Treachery against the State and a trial date will be set. But I cannot wait for the trial. They don't know about the Hideout. Yet. It will take …

I Pledge Allegiance. Twice.

APJ Abdul Kalam, the 11th President of India passed away on July 27 2015. August 15 2015, India turned 68 years old.We celebrated independence day and honored APJ: his dedication to science, education and patriotism to India. In these days of deep divisions, I believe, in death Abdul Kalam wanted to send us a strong message. APJ, a Muslim born of …

Day Five: Love Your Theme

A funny thing happened at the gym. There I was, sweating on the treadmill, thinking about themes, not getting anywhere. Then it so happened that I looked up and the TV monitor facing me advised "Life is too short. Have an affair." Before you get the wrong idea, let me just up and say I love Blogging 101. …

Otter! Otter!

Otterville : A Play in 2 Acts Ivy lay on her back and stared at me. On cue, she rolled, flipped and squealed. Then the rest of the company came onto the water tank and took on their roles. Quite a few were gymnasts; but there was no shortage of clowns either - fools, as Shakespeare …