Inking The Thinking

Like most national parks in India, jeep safaris are commonplace in Bandhavgarh as well. We had planned for four of those during our three-day stay, counting on statistics to work in our favour wh...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2022/12/28/into-the-heartland-4/

Khajuraho – it lives up to its fame, of 15 seconds, until the bitter afternote kicks in. So far, the state highways and city roads in Madhya Pradesh were immaculate, but for a town that has a d...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2022/10/26/into-the-heartland-3/

The first monsoon showers were playing hide and seek with us. While that often gave us brilliantly clear skies for sightseeing, it also meant scorching heat and dollops of sweat. We were advised ...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2022/07/19/into-the-heartland-2/

As excited as I had been about the trip to Madhya Pradesh, my glee faded a tad bit when I saw the aircraft that awaited LB and me at the Bangalore airport tarmac. It hadn’t dawned on my tired b...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2022/07/02/into-the-heartland-1/

*darkness in Japanese I am standing in the darkness of the balcony of my apartment. The terrace is out of bounds because the building supervisor caught the virus and has been isolated in his quar...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2021/04/04/yami/

“Galti ho gayi. Fir nahi karega. (It was a mistake. He won’t do it again.)” Such a simple statement! What could be wrong about it? In an ideal world? Probably nothing. In ours? Maybe a woma...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2021/03/08/justice-you-say/

The sun was setting and the balcony was losing enough light to make me keep my paint brushes aside. I wanted to finish one last flower before I could call it a day but that would mean getting out...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2021/02/28/down-the-lane/

It was past 2 am when Meja finally stepped into her apartment. Business dinners often ended into the wee hours of the morning. This was an early wrap and she wasn’t happy about it at all. Liam ...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2021/02/14/mirror-mirror/

Shivering, he dived under a shade, water puddling around his feet, fear taking over the chills of a sudden downpour. The dogs outside were ferocious – he’d never seen such big angry eyes up c...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2021/02/07/brazen/

“Shoma, you’ll have to take off your ornaments – all of them, irrespective of whether they’re gold or not,” the doctor-in-charge Ratan da ordered me.“You’ll just be doing a regular ...

https://inkingthethinking.wordpress.com/2021/01/31/bones-beads/