Overlooked on the road to hell
Josanna sat on the sidewalk on the edge of the Passage to Hell. That was the name they gave to the Independence Square area in Recife,…
The other railway children
For the first-time visitor, Howrah Station seems like a riot waiting to happen. The huge railway terminal in Calcutta—by the banks of the Hooghly, tributary to…
The hidden streets around the corner
I was twenty-four hours too late to meet Chico. The faint stains of his blood were the only mark that he had left behind on the…
The misery of the modern-day Oliver (and Olivia) Twists
They are among the six most famous words of childhood. “Please sir, I want some more.” Angel-faced, tousle-haired, the young boy holds out his bowl in…
My regret on having a book republished
It is with some regret that I am able to announce that a book of mine first published almost twenty years ago is once more available…
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