abu & rabad

i wake up to the news of my city, mumbai, under attack. the discussion between navin & me and the terrified look on my face while reading the newspaper draws abu to the newspaper too. i try to hide the horrid pictures from him while typing out text messages to friends and family. abu – […Read More…]

“I wanted to be a boy,” said Rabad to me, out of the blue, a couple of days back. This is a common refrain with her. “Why?” “Because I want a pee-pee like boys.” Mamma and I have had this conversation with her before, so I knew what to say. “But then you would not […Read More…]