Articles by Diksha Basu

September 20, 2017

Bringing Home Baby Reveals Life, Death, and Everything in Between 0

How could I go on when human life begins and ends? How could I go on with such a clear idea of the finiteness of existence? How could I do something as simple as brushing my teeth and climbing into bed in a cool, dark room knowing that babies are born and people die?

June 23, 2017

The Golden Arches of Nostalgia 2

We’d walk into a McDonald’s and smell the familiar fried food and order the same burger and French fries and I’d taste the idea of home on my tongue. I would awake to the realization that this taste could be home.

July 8, 2016

Claiming Kolkata as My Own 3

As much as I was disappointed by Kolkata, I was disappointed also by myself. Why was I unable to see what writers I admire so obviously see? What do Jhumpa Lahiri, Amitav Ghosh, and Amit Chaudhuri see that I don’t — that I can’t?