Our Trees Still Grow in Dehra, another step in my love affair with hills, is a collection of short stories from Ruskin Bond, the author best known for his children stories. Most of the stories in this collection are therefore somehow related to the childhood of the author. Semi-autobiographical in nature. But these stories will [...]
Dear Ritu, I was afraid that I’m forgetting your face. You know earlier – when you were gone and I just could not accept that fact – I imagined every girl I saw morphing into you for just a fraction of a second and then when they asked me what’s the matter and I’d just [...]
I’ve lived for the entirety of my life at my home which is in Simla. Birds are chirping in my balcony as I sip this hot coffee. The sun is about to set behind the hills in the west that replaces the view of the horizon with a more slumber cover of snow of the [...]