We have to separate the feeling from the person who inspires them. We are so literal, we use the words…

Flirting feels like a massive party I haven’t been invited to. A concert that’s playing all around me & everyone’s…

When you go long enough turning scars into art, you start thinking of wounds as poetry. And the cacophony of…

There is something about living your best self that draws in other people. We call its wonderful parts, inspiration. The…

I became a singer in my student days. I was on workaholic track but some classical training & 2 years…

I thought about people who hit me. In plural. I experienced enough before adulthood. Yet at 23, when a man…

How many things shall I grieve? I was watching THAPPAD. I thought about the people who have hit me. In…

Last week, I was trolled about my looks. Some men friends said they liked how I look. The troll’s attack…

I met somebody recently. Someone who has known me for nearly a decade, only I can’t remember them at all.…