Almost one year ago I was coming to Mr. Debnath’s house for the first time. He was asking to take my interview in the street. Because – he was saying, this was his explanation – the house was being painted, so there was nowhere to sit.Rubbish. Where were the painters, the rags, the buckets, the […]

In India, individual shame did not exist. Humiliation spread, as easily as oil on wax paper, to the entire family, even to distant cousins, uncles, aunts, nieces and nephews. The rumormongers made sure of that. Blame lay heavily in my chest. Had I not deserted my marriage, Radha would not have suffered so much, and […]

In my bedroom, my bed stood neatly covered, just the way I had left it. I could hear the sound of our laughter, smell my childhood – the good Aai used to cook and lovingly feed me – that wafting floral smell of saffron in the pulao, turmeric-perfumed dal, the sweet rasgullas. There wasn’t any […]

Ympärillä levittyi kaupunki kilometrien päähän. Tuhatvuotias velhotar torkkui mutta ei nukkunut, ei edes siihen aikaan yöstä. Sen medusankallosta luikerteli harmaita ylikulkusiltoja, jotka solmiutuivat ja avautuivat keltaisten natriumlamppujen udussa. Kodittomien nukkuvat hahmot reunustivat korotettuja kapeita jalkakäytäviä ketjuttuen pää kiinni varpaissa, pää kiinni varpaissa, pää kiinni varpaissa silmänkantamattomiin. Velhottaren löysän pergamenttimaisen ihon poimuihin kätkeytyi vanhoja salaisuuksia. Jokainen […]