Between My Grandmother’s Diya and Today’s Dhanteras
Dhanteras reminds me of Amma, my grandmother. As evening approached, she would light a little kachcha diya(made of unbaked clay or kneaded…
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Sometimes, History Is Written in Pencil
Sometimes, the most ordinary objects hold the most extraordinary stories. A closer look at a pair of pencils can open a small…
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Beyond the Familiar: Two Landscapes by Souza
Francis Newton Souza was one of the first painters from a newly independent India to achieve international recognition. He was a leading…
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A Reader’s Journey Through My New Short Story Collection, On the threshold
One of the pleasures of being a writer is discovering what happens to a story after it leaves your hands. We write…
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“A camera captures more than an image. It preserves a moment that can remind you of a poem, a verse you may have read somewhere long ago. Whenever I browse through my photographs, I find stories and poems hidden in them. Every creature seems to carry a tale of its own, and every tale has its own rhythm.”
Prerna Jain
