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My first memories in this house are not my own. Nimitalayam is where my grandparents live. They’ve been there since
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PERSONAL ESSAYS
Tragedy is a straight line, Gajabuji never is
This essay won the Barbra Naidu Memorial Prize for the Personal Essay 2018. The theme was Friending/Unfriending. The
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If Courage was still my Friend he’d call me Cowardly
This essay won the Barbra Naidu Memorial Prize for the Personal Essay 2018. The theme was Friending/Unfriending. The judge, writer/translator
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All-in-all -Thankan
Many years ago, I saw Thankan prop up a ladder against the wall of the house. He climbed up and
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How an Engineering Student Wrote in English & Bought a Car
Mahesh (name changed) is an engineering drop-out from Bihar who found a way of making a living for sometime in
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Between croaking cities and silent frogs
The croaking of frogs is first and foremost coastal, and only then usual. Mangalore coils and uncoils itself inside a
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The Singer Sewing machine: Hometowns that Travel
Three Singer sewing machines make squeaking and tak-tak noise in the stifling heat. The clacking of letters from Thatha’s typewriter
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Pickling Summers
Summer. Some her. Some of her. I’ve always remembered summer this way, especially those summers I spent in a place
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