Spring is like a smile for the Northern India which remains dreamy for months from hosting the freezing winters. The weather is cold enough to look into the sun’s eyes and warm enough to shed those multiple layers of woolen skin. Winter retreats while the
I don’t know who my mum is. I don’t think I have ever seen her. Knowing my dad is out of question. I opened my eyes in this world inside a small cage; I do not remember that moment but just the
I observed him carefully as he walked to the door. I knew that time was running out but suppressed the urge to check my watch. I took a deep breath and started counting in reverse under my breath. ‘Ten, nine, eight, seven…three