The Post Box


Vellaikaara! Vellaikaara!

Vellaikaraa! Vellaikaraa! When will we ever hear the end of vellaikaran? Hardly a day goes by without somebody calling me ‘white man’. Even the clinic where I work is referred to as ‘Vellaikaran Hospital’ because two of us are vellaikara doctors. I’ve gone...


It is Hot in Betweenpatti

It is hot in Betweenpatti. It’s hot even in the cool of the morning when we do our yoga on the roof before the ball of fire rises and the milkman’s bicycle loaded with milk cans clatters down our drive. Our cows spray scalding urine on the green-barked silk cotton trees that...