Dhabba

Chai simmers in a rusty saucepan; cardamom and cloves bobbing around the brown liquid. Parathas twirl around, floating on ghee in their large frying pan. A meaty hand suddenly picks up the saucepan and forces the chai through a blackened sieve and into a wet cup taken fresh from a bucket of soapy water, releasing…

About the Park

The morning dew tickles your calves, falling on and off as you pull your legs forward. The morning air envelopes you with a sense of complete tranquility. No movement, no sounds, no dust, all calm and naturally fragrant. The road next to you is completely empty, but you prefer the grassy path. As do the…