Smriti ShekharHand-made with love.The 50-year-old carved rocking chair in my living room, a jar full of mom-made mango pickle in the kitchen, a mussed-up sea shell chime…Dec 2, 2019Dec 2, 2019
Smriti ShekharA Dark Man’s Dream For A Fairer WorldLike most 80’s born kids, I witnessed the transformation of colours and visuals, from dots, stripes, to black n white, colour, cable and…Mar 17, 2018Mar 17, 2018
Smriti ShekharLearning as I know itAs a kid, I found it hard to memorise and learn. Over the years, I’ve enjoyed learning by doing.Feb 22, 2018Feb 22, 2018
Smriti ShekharA Broken KneeShe was straggling along, under the bright-dull moon.Feb 16, 2018Feb 16, 2018
