Three women by Amrita Shergill There is moss making love in graveyards. Last night I showed up there with a bottle of old monk to speak...

Baba had stopped talking to me when I was in class six. I wanted to learn Kathak. He wanted me to study law.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ There are only a few...

“this was the legacy of the great Indian kitchen, here, only stomachs were filled in the attempt to fill hearts“ I could smell the spices...