Hey you in the dark. Have you looked my way lately? I exist.
Walk the high road because that is the path that YOU deserve to walk on.
I went for a swim and then I went on a date.
Who are you when there isn’t anyone around to recognise you? Do you know this person?
Mumbai defines me and in my being, I add to the millions that define this city.
There’s a certain kind of man who gets off on sad women. It’s an entire trope – The Depressed/Tortured/Troubled/Damsel-in-distress that the guy ‘rescues’ with minimal emotional investment by clowning around. He is not a Manic Pixie Dream Guy. No, the original in that trope is not a person and only…
I’m going to treat every meeting like it is a date. Here’s what it means. Here’s why I mean it. A date.
It’s precarious because what can balance atop slime for very long?
I was an angry girl of the Indian rock persuasion in a saree.