Sweet Tooth
Sweet Tooth. I didn’t have one. There was no room for it in my world of efficient kitchen logistics & transactions of nutrition.
Body image, Beauty perceptions & standards, Sex, Sexuality, Reproductive health, Physical fitness
Sweet Tooth. I didn’t have one. There was no room for it in my world of efficient kitchen logistics & transactions of nutrition.
A love poem in pieces of my heart and pages from my journal.
A poem about when you kiss a friend.
Gehraiyaan isn’t a great Valentine’s Day release. But it does make for some rich girltalk fodder.
Girl, love yourself though it be hard.
The most uncomfortable thing about the pandemic has been living with Fearful Me. It knows no hope.
An old post for a new prompt uncovered the purity of my emotion & unabashed sensuality before I met moral policing. But I still like a good peach.
I’ve been a plant parent for 12 years. I started with a sprig of ajwain stuck in a pot & it grew & grew. Some of you adopted its babies in little pots & they grow with proud fortitude in your homes. Over the years, I added herbs (kadi-patta, pudina,…
I feel like I’m a different person out in the world. I enjoy dressing up because I love the reactions of the world to my style. It’s not always positive. I also find ridicule, envy, shaming & other things. Each is a reaction, a conversation with society, with humanity in…
LOVE LANGUAGE – my journey deciphering my experiences through the words of love songs in different languages