Oviya Saraswathi CherianMy Wrist SingsMy wrist jingles with much to say. A gold band from an ocean away, Beads with a story from mountains so cold And the secrets of my…Jan 5, 2023Jan 5, 2023
Oviya Saraswathi CherianA tale’s nothing but a taleThe dish ran away with the spoon, While I stand alone under the moon.Jan 5, 2023Jan 5, 2023
Oviya Saraswathi CherianHawking Roses at 2 a.m.A while ago, I did an internship with PARI or People’s Archive of Rural India . One of my assignments was to write an article. For this, I…Jul 12, 2021Jul 12, 2021
Oviya Saraswathi CherianBook Review: Liberation of SitaI read The Liberation of Sita focusing on the stories and most importantly the characters. The writing is so simple, straightforward and…Jun 12, 2021Jun 12, 2021
Oviya Saraswathi CherianBook Review: A Suitable BoyFinishing or reaching the end of A Suitable Boy is a weirdly emotional experience.Aug 17, 20201Aug 17, 20201
Oviya Saraswathi CherianBook Review: Women Talking by Miriam ToewsBetween 2005 and 2009 hundreds of women and girls from a Mennonite community were raped in their sleep. Their ‘complaints’ were dismissed…Jul 3, 2020Jul 3, 2020
Oviya Saraswathi CherianSirensToo many sailors had lost their minds and lives to the songs that echoed on these shores. Every sailor that came near in fact…May 26, 2020May 26, 2020
Oviya Saraswathi CherianBook Review: Disgrace by J.M. CoetzeeDisgrace follows the story of David Lurie, an ageing, white professor who falls into public disgrace after an affair with a student. He…May 21, 2020May 21, 2020
Oviya Saraswathi CherianDay in The Covered MarketI was attending an Oxford Summer Seminar for Literature when I wrote this. We had just read and analysed Virginia Woolf’s stream of…May 4, 2020May 4, 2020
