Category: Tania James

They were two ruined souls doomed to wander their minds, if not the earth, trying to remember from whence they came.

These stories are important to me, not because they happen to be about South Asians, but because they’re circling around a certain strain of loneliness that goes deeper than cultural dissonance, that has to do with the yearning to connect with someone else, or with some unreachable vision of home.