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Breasts, Cancer and Me

Breasts, Cancer and Me

Istarted feeling that I didn’t look good anymore. I hated the fact that I felt that way. But, the feeling stayed, lurking stealthily and showing its ugly head on occasion, making me feel less than I was. I have always believed that looks are not paramount. Then why...
The Stagnant Traveler

The Stagnant Traveler

A whole year would go by before I could visit her grave. It was my first trip back to Goa. Twenty years on, and it is still one of my two biggest regrets of moving to the United States: I could not be there for my grandmother in her final days. Now, two decades later,...