Turquoise Nights
We live in cold storage during the week, shutting away emotions, fears, aches and fevers till such a time that we can experience them ‘on our own time’.
PMS
While PMS is no excuse for bad behavior, it is an experience that no woman is proud of. It isn’t funny to be at the mercy of chemicals that your own body produces and whose side-effects science has still been unable to find an adequate solution to. Quite alarming to…
Once Upon Every Time
As I read a story about fairytale characters in New York, my childhood comes back to me. I remember why my fanciful notions were set that way. I’m angry.
History
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…
Balanced Diet
I’m bored with men and their silly games. I’m tired of women and their wicked wiles.
Someone invent a new sex. I’m fed up with this staple diet.
City Of One
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…
Rainy Days And Pseudo-Mondays Get Me Down
Rainy days that seem like Mondays in Mumbai. And we are already off to a bad start.
20/20 Vision at Lalbagh
What does it mean to be on the roads of Lalbagh during the city’s most high octane festival and right in the midst of cricket fever?
Dharma
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…