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Category: Narratives
Fiction, Non-Fiction, Journalism
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EconHistorienne #2 is out
...and you must go here: #2 Inside India's Covid-19 War: A Doctor on Duty
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What I have been writing – Select Excerpts
EconHistorienne
I am launching EconHistorienne, my twice-a-month newsletter for original storytelling from India. Through this newsletter, I will deliver Narrative Storytelling on Inequality, Capitalism, Globalization and Social Unrest in India and essays on History to contextualize these themes. Why should you subscribe to my newsletter? Because you read, you value great research, you love good writing, [...]
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Protected: Why Should Boys Have All The Fun?
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Perfection
There is no notion in the world as misleading and doubly as promising as perfection. We love people in our lives, and we love people to help them permeate through our life like our favorite perfumes and we eventually settle with the thought that with all the ensuing peace and contentment, this situation could be [...]
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Grandma’s romance
This February, when mother and I met after almost a year, she recollected the grand funeral organised by our family of bureaucrats for the woman who had reared six children to be officers of the republic. Suddenly, those magical sketch pens, the chocolate-raisin cake, lemon pickles, Amla Oil — everything about this remarkable personality — [...]
Flying
My flights are in imaginary skies Beneath the limitless confines of my shaky roof, my broken wings shed feathers. Occasional wind gives them a swing before they fall ---- I call that `flying'. (C) Pallavi Singh. Dec, 2012. Photo by Pallavi Singh. Inspiration: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rwCreMoRt4I
People Who Ate Delhi’s Smoke
We are the cursed boat people They said we have snatched their jobs And then, we were killed in a factory before we could call them murderers. ~~ They outraged over jobs, onions, freedom They said we were dying, with anger in their hearts, fire in their voices ... We applauded, eyes moist, “They stand [...]
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The Girl With The Peacock Tattoo
It was always the tattoo that stood out. Peacock tattoo on the waist. It hurt to get it done but then, is there ever any gain without pain? Neetu Singh Solanki knew it only too well. She was a girl from Matiala, the congested suburb in West Delhi that we hear of only during elections, [...]
