By Priya Arunkumar Refusing to turn my back on darkness There was a time when I used to tiptoe backwards from the kitchen sink, back to the dining hall of my home in India. I would not dare turn my back at the eerie darkness of the night, which I feared would spill...

By Priya Arunkumar The blue jackal howled. When a pack of jackals howled, the blue one could not control its natural instinct. It had to howl. Jackals are meant to howl. But jackals are not meant to be blue in colour, neither are they, leaders of the jungle, right? So...