TWO ON TRAIL

My Mother

My mother, like most mothers of people my age, is a woman in her mid fifties. Like most Indian mothers, […]

Since I have moved to the US and gradually matured, the conversations between me and my parents have evolved in

I stepped out of his cab in front of the house Aniruddha used to live in then, shut the door,

We haven’t said much about our cab rides in a while. Well, as I said in my previous post, getting

The new year eve of 2007. It was the age when we did not have a computer at home and

Oindrila Ghosh / December 25, 2018

This post essentially marks the end of my first semester at UMBC. H-u-r-r-a-y!! This, in itself calls for all the

Dreams and desires – aren’t they fascinating beings? Don’t they form the grand scheme of things in our survival? What

Oindrila Ghosh / November 12, 2018

This article was written on 14th April, 2014 after the mesmerizing SPIC MACAY event hosted at Miranda House, University of

Oindrila Ghosh / November 12, 2018

It has been a week of rain now, She saw her panes grow hazy. A hundred new thoughts, A thousand

Oindrila Ghosh / November 12, 2018

To live in the midst of hills and open your eyes in the morning to hills, makes you inexplicably poetic