How the Elephant Got Its Trunk

I was one of those restless children. I could never bring myself to sit still. I loved the great outdoors, I lived to get muddy, and I collected scabs with the enthusiasm of a wine collector looking to fill his cellar with rare vintages. So it goes without saying that reading was never at the… Continue reading How the Elephant Got Its Trunk

Elephant Yam

I spent the last weekend rediscovering my roots a little with my Amma and Atha (maternal grandparents) at my mum’s home in Pathanapuram. It’s a one hour drive from my place; back in the day, you’d need two buses and a jeep if you didn’t have the luxury of a private vehicle or the time… Continue reading Elephant Yam

The Butterfly Maker

I have lied on my resume. I’m not a team player by instinct. But by conventional standards, it is a definitely a skill that recruiters look for while scanning the piles of resumes that are nearly indistinguishable from each other. So I followed the protocol that our college dictated and put ‘teamwork’ right up there… Continue reading The Butterfly Maker