Poizin

A receipt of joy unfurled itself from the folds of the card machine. We both watched in wonder as if we were seeing it happen for the first time.

The Black Plastic Cover

The supermarket’s giant mouth devoured them in. With the steady stream of people walking in and out, huge shopping bags, squealing kids, the sound of unlocking cars, the black plastic cover was soon out of sight.

Ramu & Shamu’s Excellent Food Adventure

The rasam was passed down to me and I let some flow over my plate. Rich and aromatic, I could tell the cook had surpassed himself. White shards of coconut floated around the surface, adding their own to the flavor. Tiny seeds of mustard clung onto curry leaves like shipwrecked survivors clutching at a raft.

The Marital Clock

With great care, she extricated the sari that was under her husband’s stomach. He liked to wrap himself in her fabric sometimes while sleeping. He was romantic that way.

Food for Love

Normally used to hearing the chomp-chomp of only the food in my mouth, I was surprised to hear, minutes later, an after-sound. Was it an echo from my mouth?

Ooh La La La Leee Oh…

He looked like someone who could get an entire country drunk first and then bankrupt it, fleeing to another country at the end of it all.

A Word of Wisdom

The general idea that children are inherently meek and innocent is somewhat flawed. Toothless babies and loud-mouthed toddlers have no notion of societal pressure, they are thus at liberty to script annoying episodes of juvenile criminal behavior. They may get nobler with age but it is true that all men and women were very probably […]

Srikar’s Wisdom

When in thought over an LHS=RHS sum, or when terribly angry at a student, she was known to caress the boil atop her head in slow strokes, striking terror in every student’s heart.

Our Song

The joy drained off my face. She felt the change instantly and clutched at me again, in an attempt to mollify me. I tried to stay in the moment, in that dark room with the television’s shadows serenading us, afraid to let my thoughts wander.

Femme Confusion

She looked at me impassively. No unbuttoning of a blouse, no arrangement of breasts for my nutritional benefit.