Madras, Musings, nostalgia

The Little Things That Say Home

It is not yet 6:00 AM. I have been up for about an hour, throwing open windows and tying back curtains. There is no breeze yet but the humidity inside the house lets up. Amma turns on the TV and sets the volume on high. I wince but carry on realizing that it is impossible […]

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Chennai, Musings

Overwhelmed

I sit here on my sofa, Laddu sitting and ‘reading’ a book by my side. I have been glued to news, Facebook feed and Twitter for over 36 hours. I watch the city that was my home for a few years get innundated with water. Unprecedented rainfall. Lakes that are breached. Reservoirs that let out […]

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