The sun beat mercilessly down on the assembled crowd which had surrounded a house and its grounds. Over 300 people…
One of the drawbacks of studying at a boarding school is that one is condemned to rising at the crack…
From the gentle screech of its hinges, Gandhi knew that someone was pushing open the door to his room. Then…
Jashn-e-Azadi came around soon after she concluded the census. Six decades on, the wonder of Independence remained fresh, a miracle…
‘We are not man and wife. We are divorced.’ This statement took me by surprise as the speaker was an…
The gangway was lowered in silence as the harbour launch that brought the collector, the DSP, his fellow officers, me…
My bladder is pretty heavy by this point, but I am not sure if I should ask his permission to use…
Why now? Why thirty years later? This book got going, suddenly one afternoon in 2014, in the course of a chat…
It was chand raat, everyone in the Basti—as in the rest of Pakistan—straining their eyes to detect the new moon,…
Tyres? As a murder weapon? Let’s talk tyres. This method of killing was gut-wrenchingly unusual. Everywhere, large numbers of Sikhs were…