Author: Chitra Gopinathan

The distant chugging sound of the underground train somehow brought with it a sense of tranquility. Life is slowly returning to normal. People are going about their business cautiously but Continue Reading →

The flight is only half full and they seat everyone in the front and back of the plane. Apparently it’s to do with distributing the weight equally when the flight Continue Reading →

We make three stops on our way from Siem Reap to Phnom Penh. The first a comfort stop, the second stop was for lunch, which we later find out was Continue Reading →

Orange and red, the colours of the horizon. It is partly marred by a large thick grey cloud. Where it is clear, the blue skies merge with the fiery colours. Continue Reading →

The Bright Hour by Nina Riggs. I was reading this on my Blinkist app last night without realising how close to home the message was. A memoir written by an Continue Reading →

The forecast was for heavy snow. By breakfast the first flurries start. The children marvel at the white droplets falling from the skies. “When can we go out and play,” Continue Reading →