Category Archives: Swati Singh

“Look, that’s Ursa Minor! Those seven stars in a kite-like shape with a tail,” I pointed to the constellation, joining the dots with my index finger as I lay next to my sister in our cots under the gleaming night sky. During summer vacations, our extended family used to meet in the village. Cots braidedContinueContinue reading “On a memory trail by Swati Singh”