Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table

  Far removed From the eviscerated Maw of pugnacious humanity I buzz… A mute spectator Hovering over the rim of the world. Like an open book, the world lays open, Its spine fractured under The onus of its bludgeoned self. Will it recover, ever? Will it be able to snap …

I spent the first 5-6 years of my life in South India. My father was in the defence services, so we moved around a lot. But, the formative years were spent in South India. No wonder, I love south Indian cuisine so much. I mean, that was literally my first …

Nowadays, I fear to be fearful I am scared of losing hope. As the layers of my optimism Get peeled off, day after day My courage shrinks. I try to grasp and clutch at The impotent vestiges of bravado That I so desperately want to feel. But, I fail. My …