It was early in the morning and a three-year-old me was still lying in bed, when a divine sound woke me up like a mother’s loving nudge. I walked till the window to hear it at closer range. What felt … Continue reading
Snapshots of Mumbai’s various landmarks, operational mills, crammed roads teeming with double-deckers, towering skyline overlooking rickety slums captioned in a lingering visual of Bombay Central station frame the black and white opening credits of Dastak. A city of dreams and … Continue reading
‘We are here to rescue you,’ a British officer explains to a local village woman “because your people don’t like its ruler.” ‘You don’t need to poke your nose in our internal matters,” she scoffs. The tone of this exchange, … Continue reading
