A life is rarely about big milestones; it is usually about the objects we touch every day. The Steel Tumbler traces a journey from birth to the final breath through the things that witness it all.
Instead of grand speeches, these poems focus on the grit of a dusty courtyard, the smell of a pressure cooker, and the quiet rhythm of a ceiling fan. It is a deeply Indian story of growing up, working, and growing old. In these pages, a simple steel cup is not just a vessel—it is a witness to a life well-lived.
