My happiest memory goes back many years to a time when I was a child, carefree and still innocent of the ways of the world and what the future would have in store. For one blissful year of my childhood, I lived with my grandparents on a large dairy farm in India. Our ancient home…
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A eulogy to quotidian cruelty
One morning, my father and I were out driving. There was a dog running alongside the car. Dad hit the brakes and suddenly the dog had three good legs and one crumpled limb. It howled in pain. The kind of noise only animals are capable of making or knowing. My father simply drove on. He…
between desire and disaster 