THE CONVOLUTED JALEBI

She looked in the mirror. Her face puckered and tears started rolling down her sunscreen-applied cheeks. She noticed she was crying. Like...

I can hear my mother meddle with the vegetables to prepare something for my father. I’m trying to make sense of my writing. I’m trying to...

She was hopeless. Always at the extremes. But one thing kept her “sane” and that was her connection with her God- Dheera. It all began in...