Letter to the girl I’d like to eventually spend the rest of my life with!
Hello you, I am in Dirang, a tiny hilly hamlet in Arunachal Pradesh. I came here on a whim three weeks back, and fell for the place. In May, when there are scattered rains, the clouds shroud the very top of the mountains, rendering them…
Neeraj Narayanan,
3 years ago
6 min read
Mum and me
I wonder what Rekha Narayanan would be doing back home. She would probably be bustling around the kitchen now, preparing something delicious, at the same time worrying about a hundred house chores to be done. And she would be muttering under her breath, how nobody…
Neeraj Narayanan,
3 years ago
3 min read
Poem for an Arunachali
Day 31: Dirang, Arunachal : We trudge up and up to the town’s jewel Bright and red, it sits proudly atop a hill The Buddhists call it a monastery Standing there, I feel time’s gone still. : A few pups come running to us ‘Tickle…
Neeraj Narayanan,
3 years ago
1 min read