A Calm Day in Mombasa City, Africa

-Dedicated to Kate Cardoz On the windy south-east expanse of Mombasa Island, lay an old town with flaky white walls and ancient window sills. It lay brooding and distant like a solitary man looking at the vast sea in contemplation, and its inmates spent their lives with a cool calm flair, as if they livedContinue reading “A Calm Day in Mombasa City, Africa”

Noontime Dumplings in Beijing

A city in which everything real existed in the backstreets. Food was wok-tossed into the air and sesame, soy, and mustard hit the brain before making it to the belly.  People weary from their day jobs sat down on rickety stools to have the meal of their lives. Roasted duck: an addiction. Everything seemed likeContinue reading “Noontime Dumplings in Beijing”

Wearing a Bamboo Hat around Hanoi, Vietnam

~dedicated to Prerna Mukherjee Mizu was getting used to Hanoi’s streets. It wasn’t long until she realized the lack of street-crossing rules. She had waited for a good fifteen minutes before she took a step, and then another, dodged a big Hanoi cyclo and scurried across the road. She didn’t dare look up to seeContinue reading “Wearing a Bamboo Hat around Hanoi, Vietnam”

Hot coffee in burning city – Centralia, Pennsylvania

Mizu is in the city of Centralia. Only five city dwellers live here because the place is literally on fire. It can perish anytime, even as you read this story. A realization of sorts had dawned upon Mizu. She was sipping on a cup of coffee, with a 77-year-old man, in a wooden cottage inContinue reading “Hot coffee in burning city – Centralia, Pennsylvania”

Evenings in Kowloon City – Part 2

Mizu and Zelda walked into the upscale Ozone bar that had swanky blue lights and foggy glass windows. At its far end, they met a group of Chinese and Japanese men and women that were hurdled together, deep in conversation. Among the troop, one woman stood out. She had her hair tied up like theContinue reading “Evenings in Kowloon City – Part 2”

Barcelona – the City of Circles

Mizu had walked past seven Spanish Fruterias in Barcelona when she finally decided to enter one on La Rambla  street. The fruit shop was so tiny that she had to take care not to tip over the fruits that were stacked up on either side. An old Spanish vendor was squatting by the fruits tryingContinue reading “Barcelona – the City of Circles”

Less than a day in Adelaide

The train came to a screeching halt at the Adelaide Parklands Terminal and a few restless passengers got off in a hurry. They were instructed that they only had ten hours in Adelaide, at the end of which the train would take off to Perth. Mizu and the young man had got off too andContinue reading “Less than a day in Adelaide”

The Great Pacific Train Journey

Day 1 Mizu boarded the Indian Pacific at Sydney and navigated her suitcase through the narrow corridors of the train. She found her seat besides a square window inside a compact twin cabin. There, two vacant bunkers lay waiting to be occupied by two strangers. After placing her suitcase beneath the bunker and sitting byContinue reading “The Great Pacific Train Journey”

Mizu lands in the “city of bones”

Beneath the runway, a million bones lay waiting to stir. At touch down, a bony rattle struck the entire airplane and the man beside Mizu almost jumped off his seat. “You heard the bones then?”, asked Mizu, making sure she wasn’t hallucinating as she had in the past. “I think seat belts were only madeContinue reading “Mizu lands in the “city of bones””