YeahWrite | Asha Rajan

How not to make my father’s sardine achar

Posted on August 6, 2019 2 Comments

How not to make my father’s sardine achar — on forgetting and remembering a death anniversary

Inheritance of fear

Posted on May 1, 2019 21 Comments

Climbing rocks and a parent’s anxiety for YeahWrite #420’s Microprose Challenge.

The hit

Posted on April 4, 2019 4 Comments

“They exchange secrets; two strangers on the bus.” YeahWrite #416 Microprose

Ripples

Posted on March 28, 2019

Ripples from the Christchurch terror attacks are still spreading. YeahWrite Nonfiction #415

She pinched off a piece of the tiny banana between the tips of her fingers and thumb. Sun-ripened and sugary-sweet, it was harvested earlier that morning from one of the many banana plants in her sprawling, verdant, over-planted garden. She mashed it meticulously, breaking up large chunks so there would be no choking hazard. Then […]

Payback

Posted on March 7, 2019 6 Comments

Will the ferryman escape his fate?

Gendering the Queen

Posted on January 3, 2019 18 Comments

“Can I take a photo of him?” the woman asks.

Ghosts of Christmases Past

Posted on December 20, 2018 16 Comments

Written for YeahWrite#401 Nonfiction: My dead are always hanging around, but especially so at Christmas.

The Eulogy

Posted on November 15, 2018 12 Comments

CAUTION: This story contains references to domestic violence and descriptions of childhood emotional abuse. I stood at the podium looking out at the sea of faces, unfamiliar and familiar, the funeral director’s words still ringing in my ears. It’s okay to be raw and honest. There’s no right way to grieve. They’re just looking for […]