T he House usually lies empty at ten in the morning. Quiet. Except for the sounds that the house makes. Creak of the wood frames. Sq...

I think I have said a million times on my blog, that I have spent a big chunk of my growing up years outside Kolkata. And by outside, I do ...

I have been planning to write about Fall, about Fall in New Hampshire, about Halloween but it seems I am seriously lagging. I will write ab...