by Arti Jain | May 21, 2026 | Creative Non-Fiction
Every year, on the heels of monsoons, when the mountains are freshly washed and our valley is exuberant with green, the ancestors arrive. Even before I open my eyes, my body wakes to my grandmother Beji’s cooking. At five years old, I’m more hers than Ma’s. Since...
by Arti Jain | Nov 17, 2025 | Fiction
It’s her lipstick that piques my interest. A blood red crescent drawn precisely in the middle of her full mouth, like a young Geisha’s, except the pigment doesn’t keep within the confines of her lips but extends down her chin in a sharp line. Is it meant to look like...
by Arti Jain | Jul 11, 2025 | Print and online
When it was time, I stepped into the bath full of spider webs. Some quivered with rage. Some crackled like silence does, like pomegranate seeds do. I crusted over their collective mutiny of light, shimmer, shade, and thought to myself—it’s time to rest my maudlin...
by Arti Jain | May 7, 2025 | Creative Non-Fiction
by Author : Arti Jain https://arti-jain.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/05/8-Nov-2024-at-12_57_23 pm.mp3 A new song sung; nay, belted out by a familiar female voice floods the car as Idrive to the library one morning— Main thaare paon ki jutti na Ke jad jee kare per li...
by Arti Jain | Sep 26, 2024 | Creative Non-Fiction
“Tsk…later, eat these first.” Daddy points to piping hot samosas. ‘Got them specially for you.’ It’s been thirty years. He doesn’t know I’ve turned gluten free. I ask again. “We must’ve given them to the maids or something…it’s been thirty years.” “Not even one?”...
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