“Mohan, I am pregnant," Mamatha said just as a plane took off from the tarmac. I was in the STD booth of Bangalore airport sometime during the first week of April 1991 having just returned from New Delhi. It took half a minute for the noise of the take off to recede and gave me … Continue reading God is but a Weaver
Month: Jul 2019
Fractured Feelings.
"Aah, Aah, "Mamatha, my wife screamed in agony, and I winced in pain as I tried to struggle out of the 600-pound snowmobile that had toppled over and landed on our lower limbs. We were on a trail in Jackson, Wyoming, this January where an unfortunate mishap while I was driving had us stuck beneath … Continue reading Fractured Feelings.
