In second year English lit, we studied an anthology of Indian women authors called Inner Courtyard. Named thus, because the inner courtyard of an old-fashioned Indian home…… Read more “A Facial of One’s Own”
Author: Vedashree Khambete-Sharma
Rewriting the Past
I mentioned to Rook the other day how I find it interesting that we live in a country where myth, history and belief are so tightly wound…… Read more “Rewriting the Past”
Good Shoes, My Foot.
I was in the vile wasteland of Twitter the other day and came across a tweet, where a woman had asked why little-boy-shoes are so much more…… Read more “Good Shoes, My Foot.”
The Man in the Brown Suit
On Saturday, Rook and I had ventured into Dharavi. Our quest? To find a nice leather purse for Rook’s mom who recently turned 75. Because if you…… Read more “The Man in the Brown Suit”
Be Still, My Spleen
Yesterday, in a furious burst of pre-Diwali madness, we ventured to the old furniture market at Oshiwara. The errand was simple: get a new dining table and…… Read more “Be Still, My Spleen”
