Namrata’s short story gives us a glimpse about life in small towns and big cities, emphasizing on the struggles that lie in between.
I stare at it discombobulated. Ten minutes is all I have to locate the drain, the hand pipe, the cistern, the bowl and to empty my bladder and the bowel.
That’s what happens when you gulp three glasses of cranberry juice with Mushroom Cheese Frittata and Raisin Walnut Omelette with some crispy hash browns. Not to forget the cinnamon-sugar crescent roll I slid while leaving the counter. I have a thing for restaurant food and this time it was a five-star hotel- The Taj Palace, New Delhi; the first five-star hotel in my twenty years on this planet; the impeachably satisfying frittata and browns in my twenty years of roti and tarkari, dal chawal and khichdi.