Then There Were Two
“Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it.” (~Joan Didion) When death comes, […]
The Journey Home
“In fewer than 50 dawns, I’ll be moving for the 22nd time in my life. . . .
And what’s required? Willingness to engage, saying hello to my neighbors, and trusting in myself.
Afterimage, Revised
The recollection of waking up on a Sunday morning in the ’50s at my home in Behala and finding a
At the Threshold
The Smithsonian is exhibiting 250 objects and artifacts from American history for the 250th anniversary of this country. The bloated orange
The Nearness of Forever: Ma at 105
Tomorrow’s Mother’s Day. In the India I grew up in, there was no such day. Unlike today when urban Indians celebrate (a form of consumerism). Every day was mother’s day. The most venerated relationship in all the world. The giver of life and all that. I was 39 when Ma died. She certainly wasn’t perfect. She was so very human and loving and she loved me without hesitation
New. Newer. Newest.
A number of months ago, I left Substack and returned to Word Press. Substack is on a slippery slope with
In the Fading Light
“Art doesn’t have to solve problems; it only has to formulate them correctly.” (~ After Anton Chekhov, 1987. There are
Once I had a love and it was divine
(with all due credit to Deborah Harry, aka, Blondie, “Heart of Glass”) I moved back to NYC from DC in
The Aesthetics of Longing and Late Confession: K-Dramas & Me
I am addicted to Korean 16-episodes-each dramas on Netflix. I know exactly why they are such a powerful narcotic. They
They Can Dream. They Must Dream
The faces in the Zoom squares every week at the Freedom Employability Academy sessions are of dreamers, aspiring for what their families