What’s In A Name?
IdeaSmith is not just my name. It is an identity. It has been a journey. It became a saviour. And then a ray of hope in my hardest time.
Finding home & a sense of belonging within shifting identity politics of geography, region, language, politics, ideologies and culture.
IdeaSmith is not just my name. It is an identity. It has been a journey. It became a saviour. And then a ray of hope in my hardest time.
I’m punk, you’re cheesy. And now I’m writing poems about your loving but you got there via the punks.
A glass of lemonade and a whole relationship dynamic in one swallow. It’s all ice shards and acid.
He writes of the isolation of chasing material dreams. I saw exquisite poetry laced with slivers of pain.
Solo dates are my most enjoyable dates.
Sweet Tooth. I didn’t have one. There was no room for it in my world of efficient kitchen logistics & transactions of nutrition.
We are getting some long overdue renovations done on our home. So we’ve moved out temporarily. I moved my belongings and from my closet, fell old wounds.
My history is a slice of Bombay culture. A Konkani song sent me down nostalgia lane.
Kiran Nagarkar’s legacy is making me ponder questions of dignity.
Visits: 0Life feels easier when you realise they don’t understand you. Can’t, won’t try & probably never will. But that is okay because when there’s no one around to live your life for you, is when you start to breathe. And you realise you don’t need anyone to understand you….