Bole So Nihaal
Allah hu Akbar. God is (the) greatest. Bole so nihaal, sat sri akaal. Whoever utters the following, will be blessed with happiness—eternal is the holy lord. Bhakt janon Ke sankat, Pal bhar door karein, Om jai jagdish harey. Glory to the holy lord who removes all obstacles in the path of his devotees. * My...
The Performers
A baby hand, grubby and dusty, popped from the left the moment I opened the lunch box. The train was pulling out of the Ludhiana railway station after a five-minute halt. The sun, a mildewed orange peel, was going down behind the dust and smoke of the industrial city. The train had been late, and...
In Seventh Grade
We lived in a gated yellow palace with a staff of servants and a flat roof in the Indian Sub-continent. Maybe it wasn’t a palace, but by American standards we lived pretty high on the hog. We had a cook, house-boy, gardener, two drivers and a night security guard, who all lived in a cramped...