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With Love From The City Of Flamingos
I found my way into healing and love, helped by words and more recently the arclights of the stage.
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My First Publisher: Performing at LitCon 2015, Mithibai college
Tuesday was really special. I had a chance to perform at Mithibai college’s LitCon festival. The alma mater makes everything a magical experience. Even though the building has changed beyond recognition, it has echoes of my adolescent self, climbing out of windows, sneaking vada-paos into chemistry labs, reading books hidden…
Designing Your Own Happy
I primarily left the corporate world because of the people. I couldn’t bear the idea of living the rest of my life, centered around pettiness and politics and that’s all I saw around me. I drifted gradually into more creative circles. I met artists, writers, musicians, actors, performers. I also…
I’m Looking For Our Normal, Mr. Everyday
I was Youtube surfing when an 80s playlist came up with an Amrita Singh song. It made me want to read, listen, watch and know more about her relationship with Saif Ali Khan. And why not? I am an older woman who was in a committed (and what I thought…
Read This At My Funeral
I would like this read after I die if there is anybody to listen. A life was changedMany things were brokenListsRulesExpectationsDreamsRelationshipsStatus quo Many languages spokenAnd learntAnd builtWith grammarsThat bore plurals for things that hadn’t beforeRealitiesLovesBodiesStates of being And in endingYet another rule brokenAnother grammar rebuiltWhen I sayLife is endingBut I…
The Real Estate Of The Body: I Don’t Understand Why Gender Is A Part Of Identity
Who I am, has nothing to do with the body I live in. I don’t understand why gender is part of identity.
My Memphis
I’m looking for a place I once visited in a dreamIt made reality seem like the place I must wake fromAnd I’ve sleepwalked to it,ever since Join me?We’ll forge a path paved with wordsFollow a map marked with splintered dreamsAnd ride there on the motorbike of your Memphis (for WolfMamma)
The Menstrual Cup Month: There Will Be Blood
My first days with a menstrual cup
What An Old Boyfriend Taught Me About Respect
We met for coffee recently. He was my first boyfriend and I, his first girlfriend. We were both 19 when we met and it was instant him-and-me at first sight. We’ve kept in touch and we catch up for a coffee and a chat on each other’s lives every couple…
And Today Was Better…
I ate two eggs this morning, breaking my week long vegetarian diet. The idea came to me when I was researching ‘Depression diet’ after my post last night. I’ve lived among so many people who claim depression and tried to support them in my inadequate, fumbling ways that it never…