Where I Lay My Hands, Is Home
In 2009, the BMC, Mumbai’s civic body invited citizens to come paint the walls of an arterial road abutting the railway track. Home.
Map Of Emotion
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
Transactions Of Hope
Do you say all the things to the world that you wish somebody would say to you? Do you hope?
Walking The Minefield
We glorify anger. We present and consume revenge sagas, hate politics. We keep alive an emotional minefield.
Don’t Call Me TamBram
I am not a Tamilian. I am not a Brahmin. You erase my identity and you insult my legacy when you call me a TamBram.
Hey You In The Dark
Hey you in the dark. Have you looked my way lately? I exist.
The High Road
Walk the high road because that is the path that YOU deserve to walk on.
An Any Person
Who are you when there isn’t anyone around to recognise you? Do you know this person?
Every Meeting With You Is A Date
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.
Slime
It’s precarious because what can balance atop slime for very long?
The Last Beating Heart
I don’t know if you ever have days when you feel like you’re the only beating heart in the world.