Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
These things never go away.If there has ever been history, it will show even if you are in the same room. Yes, very dramatic. And perhaps romantic. Heartening, even to some. But reality seems to indicate otherwise. Attraction, like everything else, is impermanent. Or perhaps I’m only thinking of fancy…
Friday evening and I was leaving work. Later than expected, about 3 hours later than I’d have wished. I got into the cab and paused for those brief seconds that are those rare occurances in a Mumbaiker’s day when he or she thinks of absolutely nothing. Then snapping back into…
Mum shook me awake at 4 a.m. Grandmother had fallen down in the bathroom and wasn’t able to get up. Mum couldn’t pick her up either. We got her up and put her back to bed. And then I patted her arm and soothed her brow. Full circle from the…
Speaking in codes about the twisted tangles within us is fun.
I always imagined writer’s block would be about running out of things to write about. But the ideas are there. They just don’t flow properly? Yeah…you know how it feels like pen and paper or keyboard and screen are one with your body and that the blood in your veins…
Poison,Was laced intoThe first glass of sweet wine you offered me Since then even water tastes like fire From betrayal is born vindictivenessAnd for those of us who never forgetIt is akin to the demon child born of a mortal womb You will always be the poison in my sweet…
Growing up female means escaping identity boxes & those who embrace them at your expense. The Princess trope isn’t a nice one, when you’re the girl standing next to her.
A week of passion is always followed by a hangover.
Indulge in the nostalgia fetish. Cherish enhanced memories over physical experiences. Filtered to fit the mind’s eye, memories are the distilled essence of reality.
How to be an escapist in the all-seeing 24 x 7 internet.