Writing Memoir

“It is clear we must embrace struggle. Every living thing conforms to it. Everything in nature grows and struggles in its own way, establishing its own identity, insisting on it at all cost, against all resistance. We can be sure of very little, but the need to court struggle is a surety that will not … More Writing Memoir

Southern Spring

The trees are already dressed in early spring shades of green. The skies are a clear, bright blue, the sun is shining golden. The weather is perfect; warm but not too warm, with the brush of gentle breezes. Spring is awake and alive in mid-April in the deep south, full of visible signs that the earth is waking … More Southern Spring

Tale of a Dead Cat

  The year was 1976. I was a little kid; we had just moved to a small town in northeastern Alabama, the first family from India to move in that area within a 75 mile radius. We were moving from the north, and my father was looking for a job as a doctor. People warned … More Tale of a Dead Cat