The High Road
Walk the high road because that is the path that YOU deserve to walk on.
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.
I don’t know if you ever have days when you feel like you’re the only beating heart in the world.
I’m reclaiming the ability to ask for help.