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on a slow, blurry morning.

one of those mornings when…

gadwal. when i was too young to know anything about sarees other than all women – yes, it was...

the news came early morning. he was coughing again. a dagger plunged sharply just below her heart....

by indrani robbins | Jul 11, 2019 | food, indi | 0 |

learning how to make an old favourite in a slightly different way…

by indrani robbins | Apr 11, 2018 | Film | 0 |

her son is dead, she is alive. the endless agony of this careens through an entire day: morning,...

by indrani robbins | Jan 14, 2018 | food | 4 |

food is so much about memory, isn’t it? i can’t even hear the words “motorer...

by indrani robbins | Apr 30, 2017 | indi, Poetry | 4 |

my heart was in a battlefield today defeat had touched my dreams truth as i had always known it to...

they started cutting the house the day after holi, so that they could finish before the monsoon...

“where did you get this saree from?” i asked, when she came out of the room in this...

by prabha | Jun 29, 2016 | Poetry | 6 |

Here we are, you and I, the road ahead long and winding, My sun was up, hours ago, yours – just...