Setu 🌉 सेतु

Neera Kashyap January 2, 2000 9.40 pm Two years gone. Still wasn't allowed to enter the temple. Stood outside and gazed through the pi...

Neera Kashyap DROWNED OUT   On this dark choppy sea verging on fury, what do I hold to? Is it a reef or shoal or rock or boat, this thi...

Neera Kashyap The heart cave There is a cave in the heart,  a cave where we rest. It is not easy to reach for we don’t search for it. When ...

Neera Kashyap Neera Kashyap has had a career in environmental & health journalism and communication. She has authored a book of short s...

Neera Kashyap Neera Kashyap   Patricia Gonsalves pushed her laptop away to lean her head on the poetry volumes that lay stacked near her...

Neera Kashyap has had a career in environmental & health journalism and communication. She has authored a book of short stories for you...

Neera Kashyap Haiku/S enryu/Monoku from pond’s depth circles  widen to the surface – kingfisher stock-still ----- faces lit by fire – Mast...

- Neera Kashyap Dr Kamath pried two fingers beneath the rubber tubing of his stethoscope to lighten its weight around his collar. Despi...