Saritorially Yours
On body policing & the censorship of our personal stories because of it.
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Blotting Paper Art
I love colour. Bright, vibrant hues lift my mood. What’s on the outside is connected to what’s on the inside and I like them in harmony. I’m a summer child. A Mumbaiker lives with a permanant layer of humidity on the skin. And that’s as good as my city hugging…
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Biliously Yours – A Toast To Jealousy
I have tasted jealousy. I have been served jealousy in cut glass flirtations & fancy silverware.
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Parting Gifts At Christmas
This post was written on Christmas Day, 2020. This picture is one of the last ones taken in December 2019. I had a Christmas Eve date (hence the colour theme). It was with someone I’d matched with on the same day I had a run-in with my past. I would…
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Fortune Hunting
I turned 21 in a world that promised much even for an averager like me. Then a plane flew into the twin towers & all millenium dreams crumbled. Things they never teach you about in a boom economy b-school: how to spell RECESSION. I landed a job, found harassment, ran…
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Reclaiming Fairytales
Remember the emotional breakdown scene in QUEEN where Kangana bemoans wandering the streets of Paris by herself instead of with the new husband are thought she’d have? I thought I’d have a wedding & a honeymoon in December 2012. I didn’t. They turned out to be fairytales, the kind that never turn into achievable dreams.
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Let’s Talk About Sex, Baby
It could be a lot of things. Commitment. A bribe. A power game. Love? Not necessarily. And there are things that have got nothing to do with sex. Like good looks. Religion. Rebellion. Daddy issues. Mommy issues. Alcohol. Everybody has a problem with sex. This is because everybody has problems….
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Lessons On Being Loved
Some of us need to learn how to be loved. How to receive warmth & not fear burns. How to forget that trembling alone, arms wrapped around ourselves, is not the same thing as being held. How to feel without flinching. How to change a body rhythm that only beats…
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Reflection – A Prayer
I hope you find lessons in your reflection and I hope these lessons come to you easy.
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Deep Breath, 2020
A new year is under way after all the things that 2020 was. Are we ready to let it go? Or are we still clinging to our wounds?
