Endurance – Grasping For Breath
Are you out of breath? There will be days like this one. Not warm enough to fight. Not bright enough to shield from.
Are you out of breath? There will be days like this one. Not warm enough to fight. Not bright enough to shield from.
Reading my medical file feels like a nostalgia trip & a mystery both in one. Sherlock Holmes & the case of falling blood pressure.
People are stories, works in progress Politics of affection and sexual congress But a face is a fullstop, brackets even I picture your face when I’m grieving The ‘I don’t care’ writ large and wide Autographing what’s breaking me inside Happy face, loveface all forgotten Fullstop points to all that…
I was used to standing alone. And you came by. And gave me a whole new dimension to togetherness and alone.
I was looking up sarees online. My mother thought my choices might not look that impressive on video calls. I told her, “The pandemic will not last forever.” Three-fourths of a year into a global shutdown, I can see how it can be difficult to remember this. In addition, the…
I left work late but determined to use the remaining hours. The back of the cab was silent. I got to my to-call list, hitting deadends. I paused for those rare seconds in a Mumbai day when one thinks of absolutely nothing. Then I realised I was flying. Riding flyovers…
May you find peace in the grey of twilight when you travel the land of shadows.
I am a gardener.
My garden is paradise.
A woman’s body is the site of power games, moral policing, community identity. How does it experience pleasure which is an individual thing?
I broke a glass ceiling of my own, as a student representing my college on the campus festival circuit.