This is one of my very special Goan stories. In the winter of my years I can hardly remember how often and how many audiences I have told it to.
Not having an enemy may be a great burden to any one. A sworn enemy will not call on you in hospital when you are in diabetic coma. A friend will, always with a box of your favourite chocolates. (more…)
If we had waited, Anjali
You would never have come.
Angel of our deliverance.
And so we drove
A long, long way
Through dusty tracks
Asking directions to your Home. (more…)
You came, Christophe
When hope was lost.
Though hope is never lost
When doctors
Peering into crevices
And nodding knowingly
Over the scent of semen,
Said you would not be born. (more…)
I am responding to an embarrassing question asked by the Chief Justice of India while disposing of our case for equal rights for Dalit Christians. He asked whether Christians also practice caste system. He gave the Centre eight weeks to respond to the Court. (more…)
