Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
I haven’t been a big fan of Fastrack ever since the ‘cheating is cool’ subtext in their ad campaign. But this duffel bag from their collection caught my eye, especially for its label. It reminded me of the Tantra tee-shirts form of humour. So, after a long hiatus, an I…
When will being me feel like a success?
Listen to me put you down.Beg me to make you beg for more.Then call me a bitch for stomping all over your heart. You always get your way.
I’m hitting the unremarkable age of thirty-four. Unremarkable, not unimportant.
It’s noble to care about humanity’s health. But doctors today misdiagnose, over prescribe and charge exorbitant fees for what they do. How is this noble?
I almost said no and called this post ‘Not A Party Girl’. Instead, today I chose my Inner Madonna.
The past is a drunk ex-husband.
The future is a mysterious, smiling stranger.
The first week of June spells pre-monsoon showers in Mumbai.
Hello. I am an Angry Woman. This is not the same thing as Angry Girl that gives rise to a subculture of music and other pop references. It has only partly to do with my age.
Today’s short story is about the power of lines – physical and intangible. The prompt was a famous Bollywood dialogue, which also appears in the story.