“She’s from a countryside in Sweden. And I’m from the bustling city of Bombay. She’s not religious at all, and my family is Islamic. And even though we’re poles apart -- I couldn’t have found anyone as

"I had to stop going to school after the 3rd grade because Father could not pay the 4 rupees they had started demanding as fees. And Father was not much of an earner. He loved dancing and drinking.

"Father must have been happy to finally have a son after four daughters, of which I was the youngest. To be a Mukhiya of the village and hear people gossip for not having a son would be a dent on

"I remember sitting with mother on the front porch. As the sun set behind the paddy field, I could hear mother's worry in her silence, in the words, she did not speak. I asked her if she was feeling

Nargis, you came to impregnate my lips but left incisions instead, you came like droopy frosted mornings, mingling with the dew, infusing your fragrance in the underserving air. There are days, Nargis,

Hello steemians. I am @offended. I have observed that people have become so sensitive all over the world that they get triggered at the slightest of things or even jokes. They just can't take it and often