‘Baba I don’t like travelling by car. The next time we go, you go by car. I and mumma will…
‘Baba, aren’t we rich?’ My six years old daughter Niva asked me. ‘What makes you ask that?’ I asked her.…
The Champa tree, in front of my house, stood all decked up like a newlywed bride. It wasn’t much tall,…
After undergoing the scalpel for hernia, I was homebound for two weeks. “Everyone is going to the village fair,” Niva…