Lesson
Who are you after what you have learnt? Who is your real teacher and what is the lesson?
Navigating Family, Friendship, Marriage, Colleagues, Companions & other social connections
Who are you after what you have learnt? Who is your real teacher and what is the lesson?
In 2019, I matched with someone on a dating app. We were having a great conversation, which in itself was surprising. Trying to find anything (companionship, laughter, connection, fun, attraction) via the interwebs designed to turn human response into capitalist touchpoints – is counterintuitive. What made it extra surprising was,…
You have to live through the echoes of the things you couldn’t hear. Trauma manifests in layered ways.
I did not expect to find feminism in a book about Shah Rukh Khan. But reading Shrayana Bhattacharya’s book on the gender wage gap made me rethink.
There are treasures in hidden corners as much as there are monsters called trauma. This un-loving wanting is our map.
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.
Solo dates are my most enjoyable dates.
A poem about when you kiss a friend.
Gehraiyaan isn’t a great Valentine’s Day release. But it does make for some rich girltalk fodder.