December 2016

Today I hold in my heart two boys who were bricked alive in 1705. Zorawar (9) and Fateh (6) were the youngest sons of the tenth #Sikh teacher Guru Gobind Singh, killed by captors when they refused to give up their faith. They are shown in paintings hung in gurdwaras, their faces serene and stoic as men with scowls build brick walls around them. Today Sikhs around the world commemorate them as martyrs called "Chotta Sahibzade," our little sons. A few years ago I visited the place in

It is 2AM on Christmas Eve. I sneak out of the bed where Sharat is asleep and sit next to our little tree to write by its lights. Shadi is curled up on the couch, where she's not supposed to be, but I let her stay. Kavi is in his crib, talking in his sleep, "Mommy, hold this." The only other sound is the hum of the heater keeping out the cold. This is usually a magical night for me, even as an adult. The pure joy and