Reflections

November 23, 2024

There is a golden hour in an Indian home when the morning sun strikes the wooden jali or the window screen, casting...

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November 23, 2024

When a limpet clings to a rock face, it does so with a suction so absolute that it becomes, for all intents...

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November 22, 2024

There is a particular kind of silence that only arrives when we stop asking the world to perform for us. We are...

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