Roots

There can’t be bigger or better inspiration than your family

I was only eight years of age maybe, it was only an ordinary evening in Gajraula (a city close to New Delhi) with no electricity or cold water to drink. My whole family cherished dozing in an open veranda during summers. For different reasons, first obviously so we could breath fresh air and second so we can partake in the serenity, profundity and obscurity of the night while stargazing.

I liked sleeping with my grandparents since I generally adored their honesty and spoiling. I always wanted…