I moved to a school in Pune when I was five years old. I was like any other excited girl in the first standard with my new tiffin box, my new water bottle and my new bag with new books. I came from a smallish school in Vashi, so even the city was new to me. […]
Parikramaa 2012 – this weekend at Balgandharva, Pune!
A little girl in my dance class was confused. “Which is your right hand?” I asked. “This one?” she suggested, tentatively, raising her left hand. “No,” I said, gently, used to these problems. “That’s your left hand. The other one is your right.” “NO!” she said, crossly. “That’s your right.” I smiled and demonstrated to her, […]
A lovely lady on the train to Vienna told us we must go see the Burggarten, a rose garden. In our attempt to put to use our practically non-existent German, we greeted an old gentleman on the road and asked him sweetly, “Burggarten, bitte?” He launched into a long speech in German. We listened, nodded […]
When I went to Kolkata for my entrance exams, I stayed with a friend’s family. The first day there, Uncle took me in a cycle rickshaw. He warned me, “Don’t pay more than 8 rupees to these rickshaw-wallahs. They’ll charge you anything. They know you don’t come from Calcutta.” I listened and nodded and cringed […]
My grandmother was very ill, and a lady was talking to me about how difficult it was to see my grandmother like that. A little girl, one of my students, was listening to the conversation. Once the lady left, she asked me, “Miss, what happened to your mother?” “Nothing happened to my mother,” I replied, […]
My sister and I stood at the little kiosk on the little platform at Patras station. We had our passports, as always, and our Eurail passes and all our money. We knew how to say ‘thank you’ in Greek, but that was it. We had not heard of Patras until we tried finding cheap ways […]