Cityscapes, city sights, urban communities, metropolis life, city dweller identity, focussed on Mumbai with an occasional mention of Delhi, Bangalore and other cities I’ve been in.
The sins of an over-hectic schedule caught up with me this weekend. I’ve been working quite hard and partying rather hard too, for my metabolism. When you wake up on a weekday (and in these times, on a weekend too), there isn’t a minute to be wasted. So much to…
I’ve discovered that the only way to survive Monday is to charge at it like you’re on a roller-coaster. Eyes closed, hurtle into it at top speed. It will be over before you know it and what’s more you may even have had fun. You can count the broken bones…
The city of Mumbai is a phoenix.
He said, “Would you slap me if I asked you to spend the night with me?” I said, “No.”He looked positively thrilled as he squeaked, “Are you sure?” (Perhaps he assumed I was saying yes to the implied question when I said no to the direct one….does that make sense?…
I navigated heartbreak & healing when I revisited sites of old pain. A nostalgia trip helped me explore the map of my traumatic memories & brought me closure.
This is my contribution to the blog-a-thon on Street Harassment organized by Blank Noise Project. Mama says don’t go here, don’t go thereDad tells me to stop ‘attracting attention’ with my clothesMa tells me she doesn’t have a problem if I look good; only that other people will think so…
A morning in the city that never sleeps
My first day back in the world after two days in a shell of immediate survival. Everyone in the office had a story to tell. One of the girls left office on Tuesday and we had no news from her till late this morning. She still hasn’t managed to get…
I’m home today after living through the first natural calamity in my life – the Mumbai floods of July 2005. My city drowned and floated.
A candid account of feeling violated in public spaces by a look, challenging societal norms, and the struggle for solidarity.