Gypsie's Humming

My phone’s screen is broken.  It's not with me, it's at the repair shop being poked and prodded and repaired. Right now, I don’t ...

My head is teeming with ideas. I want to write. But I am feeling so scatter brained! It is as if thoughts are running full tilt and then ...

The day looks gloomy. The sun is a weak light trying to shine through the heavy clouds. It's May in Bangalore. For a girl who is from B...

The world is coming full circle. It’s not the micro picture that I am looking at. It’s the macro one. India and it’s policies are going to...

In an old city that’s new to me. I have grown up here but I have lived else where and am back here. Its home, yet its not. A very strange ...

Money disappears from the world. The world comes to a standstill. People don’t know how to survive anymore. How they earn? How do they val...

The flies were buzzing in the summer heat. The village was reasonably quiet. It was mango season. Chintoo, Munni and Shyam hadn’t eaten fo...