Indrani Robbins, Author at indranirobbins.com

you fold the covers

you fold the covers and swish the hour away as you walk to the door not once do you turn back and...

“Bzzzzzzzzzz!” It was the Carpenter Bee. Black and rotund and a little hazy as it whirred about...

It’s one of those evenings. Feels as if the world is spinning out of control. I wonder what...

The fan fell on Pishima’s head on Monday. Everyone remembered it was a Monday because Shome was on...

I dreamt of my father and mother today. He was looking handsome. She had that calm air about her...