The shed resembled a cell more than anything else. Ten feet by ten feet. It had a thatched roof that allowed stray beams of sunlight or droplets of rain in, depending on the season. It was unfit to be called anyone’s home. But it was their home. And that was the truth of it. Home. What did that word mean exactly?


Long, long ago, not so long ago, there was a little tremor that shook the earth…

Cousin, Newly Acquired

From nowhere at all, that email, with its self-conscious subject line: “odd query”.

I will get to the point without further ado. Is your mother’s name Susheela? That would mean we are first cousins….

And now, my hesitant fingers were poised against the keyboard. An unsettling happiness. An unsettling sorrow. Too much to take in.