Announcement: Book Deal!
Miracles happen. They do! In July this year, a publisher from Red Panda, a children’s imprint of Westland Publishing (an
Author: Laksh
Mom to three. Writer.
Growing Up
I pass Laddu’s bedroom en route to mine. A cutout of a rainbow is taped to her door. The door
Circles And Bubbles
A few weeks ago, a local community group posted a link to this, an article that exhorted people to give
Conversations On Race
My girls and their cousins are snuggled up on the couch, sharing two throws between them. The lighting is muted.
Writing And The Imposter Syndrome
I love the sound of keys clacking on the keyboard, the external kind that yields a touch of resistance each
Diwali: Past And Present
The email from HR arrived suddenly, unexpected in its subject line. “Diwali,” it said. The body was sparse, requesting any
Vignettes
My watch shows 3:57:03. I should be in the study anxiously poring over my presentation one last time. Instead, butterflies
One Walk At A Time
It is growing dark. Pattu’s flashlight bobs up and down in the dusk. I am walking beside her and watching
Milestone: First Commissioned Piece – Verve India
In May of this year, the Editorial Director for Verve Magazine reached out to commission a piece for their Entertainment
Book Review: A Fractured Life by Shabnam Samuel
I stumbled onto Shabnam Samuel by chance. A common FB group, a random conversation and then an intentional phone call
The Color Of Regret
The garage rattles noisily when I press the switch. I wince. It is not yet 6:00 am. The breeze feels
To The Moon And Back
A few weeks ago, every day on my drive to work and back home, I listened to America commemorate the
Untaught Lessons
I am driving home from my brother’s place. Amma is in the passenger seat beside me. Pattu and Laddu are
Birthday Wishes For The Man In My Life
His voice undulates as he reads. Laddu is on his lap, her hands raised to circle his neck. Ammu is
Essay: Arranged Marriage
This essay appeared in Centered: The magazine of personal stories in 2019. It is an excerpt from my work in
Letting Go, Just A Little Bit
I hear the bus before I see it. My pace picks up speed. I meet neighbors on the way to
Fleeting Childhood
She is staring out the window, a stuffed bear under her elbow, a piece of paper with the drawing of
A Certain Smugness Of Being
My call is just about over when a frantic text pops up on my phone. I ignore it and focus
Love That Spilleth Over
Laddu peeks in the study and noticing I am on a work call, closes the door gently behind her as
Perils Of Judging From Afar
A few months ago, I received a cryptic note on my FB page from someone representing a modeling agency. I
Things We Don’t Talk About
Warning: Not my usual kind of writing. Read at your own risk. I woke this afternoon from my nap feeling
