Monthly Archives: May 2024

A pungent aroma of onion and cumin wafts out as Mummy answers the door. I told her not to cook curry, that I’ll bring Evan over from school, but she’s… Read more »

Winner of Third Place in Gooseberry Pie’s First Writing Contest April 2024 by Sara Siddiqui Chansarkar Two days after my wedding, my mother-in-law asks me to prepare amla murabba or… Read more »

I select a yellow songbird from the cages the bird vendor dangles towards me and pay him 300 rupees. He thanks me, then asks, Why do you purchase a bird every… Read more »

Men of the mohalla—carpenters, electricians, factory workers—squatting around a bonfire, knees pulled close together, winter fog hovering over their shoulders. Men burning paper, wood, tires, anything they can lay their… Read more »

My twin brother grew light-skinned like the milk he sucked from Ma’s breast and I, brown like the chai I drank from a bottle. My brother slept under a Bajaj… Read more »

ALL EYES are on Farha as she dances to the rhythm of the dholak, ghungroos jingling around her ankles, the moon watching over her. She’s in her aunt’s courtyard where… Read more »