Arts & Culture | Rekindle

Living in Translation, or Why I Love Daffodils, an Unpopular Postcolonial Flower

For generations, Indians had to learn a poem about a flower most would rarely see.

Aesop’s Fables

These parameters—of living in perennial translation, and accepting that not everything is accessible—were foundational to me as a writer.

Decolonising the Mind,

Things Fall ApartSong of SolomonPride and PrejudiceTales from ShakespeareDotal Hatir Uye Khowa Howdah The Moth Eaten Howdah of the Tusker).

Moth Eaten

The First Promise:

The First Promise

The First Promise


The Namesake

If you have the questioning mind of a writer, it is hard to like the poem. If you are an anglophile, you would love the flower without ever seeing or touching it.

TheLos Angeles Review of Books


The Shadow Lines

The Namesake,The Interpreter of Maladies

My entire life is a lie.