The Stone Chariot of Kakatiyas

In the ruinous forecourt of the fort, the stone chariot (now broken at the front) stands motionless. The carriage must have been, centuries ago, pulled by horses or oxen as Queen Rudramma—the first-ever, Hindu woman ruler drove it through the battlefield. I wonder how they put each part of the stone carriage to the lever and make it move. Continue reading

The Lonely Girl on the Stairs

She remains seated with her auburn hair over the face—grim, stern jaw, pale, and saddened with her back to the luminous, sunshine wall and the stairs. Continue reading

A Bridge over the Hooghly River

Howrah Bridge

During the two-month-long summer vacation, our family of three (me, my mom, and my sister) would head to Calcutta with bags filled with clothes, gifts, and homework copies like a ceremonial ritual performed annually. As the train reaches Lilooah Carriage,… Continue reading