Family Time: Gap Year Week 44

I can tell, from the tone-shift towards timbres of mourning, that my mother’s conversation with a friend has reached its inevitable terminus at Problems with This Day’s Generation. Continue reading “Family Time: Gap Year Week 44”

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Trusting Wild Ideas: Gap Year Week 43

“We’ve made a wrong turn,” says my aunt for the fifth time in five minutes. Sprawled in the backseat, I stay quiet, but cannot help but agree. We’re four hours out from Bangalore and have spun along the highway to Tamil Nadu for hundreds of kilometres before turning off onto what is, undeniably, a plain dirt road. Continue reading “Trusting Wild Ideas: Gap Year Week 43”

A Billion Dreams: Gap Year Week 42

After the wild dogs have passed by, we get confirmation: India is losing the World Cup. Continue reading “A Billion Dreams: Gap Year Week 42”

Ways of Escaping: Gap Year Week 41

4 am when we stumbled to the car. On the horizon, the vaguest recollection of light. Not quite nighttime and not quite dawn: an unreal, liminal time. I only half registered bleary goodbyes, fumbling handshakes, hugs. The bags tumbled into the car boot with quiet thumps. Kibber was silent. Not even a bleating goat. Continue reading “Ways of Escaping: Gap Year Week 41”

Communi-tea: Gap Year Week 39

When the last group of students left, we sat and read the reflections we had them write in the last hours, lazy on the grass, waiting for lunch. Continue reading “Communi-tea: Gap Year Week 39”

Rosary: Gap Year Week 38

Note: you might be more confused than usual if you haven’t read last week’s post.

My flips and rotations, all mid-air, reached a complexity far beyond my two months of gymnastics in second grade. Simone Biles would be jealous of the contortions I tried. With the greatest precision, I executed one final twist; breathing hard, I waited for the sound of success. Continue reading “Rosary: Gap Year Week 38”

The Truth About JLF: Gap Year Week 27

Everything they say about the Jaipur Literature Festival is true. It’s crowded, sticky with people with minimal interest in books. Many speakers are hit-and-miss. And it’s the greatest literary show on earth. Continue reading “The Truth About JLF: Gap Year Week 27”