Selena’s best friend was her mirror. She began her day with it and it was the last thing she looked at, before she turned off her lights. Her mirror showed clear skin pulled taut over large, dark eyes, that topped a straight, defined nose, which led down to perfect Cupid’s…
Dance, dance with meSwing me out of secretsReel me into your criesSpin me over conversationsTo meet under shared laughter Dance with me.
This is my take on the origin story. I was at least slightly influenced by Rudyard Kipling’s ‘The Just So Stories’. I’m just rewriting history. Aren’t we all?
He doesn’t think it’s cheating. Nobody can point a finger at him for looking out of his own window. But Susheel admits, he wouldn’t tell anybody else about her. He hasn’t even talked to Reman about this thing and Reman is his best friend. But that was because in the…
I was beautiful once, you know. You loved me, back then. You stared at me and smiled when you passed me by, on your way to work. You counted the minutes to freedom, when you could come visit me. You didn’t even mind that you had to queue up to…
Take It Off! by Taylor Cole & Justin WhitfieldMy rating: 2 of 5 stars I wouldn’t have picked this book off a bookshelf. I don’t go in for biographies and these ‘famous/unlikely people’s life stories’ format hasn’t appealed to me so far. But the title hooked me when I saw…
Cliches, clichés. Cliches are the cliché of every woman’s life. Our worlds are constructed on set-in-stone clichés. Even transitions are clichéd, at specific times, in defined ways. You know what the biggest cliché of an empowered, modern woman’s life is? “Love yourself.” Nobody tells you how this is to happen,…
“Remember me? Remember me?” I want to run down the corridor, screaming. And you’ll look at me with disdainful non-recognition. Then, when I stop crestfallen and stumble on the last step, you’ll throw your head back and laugh. My cheeks burning, my eyes stinging and my nose suddenly all water…
She looked younger in real life. Younger, not better. At least, in the photograph on the website she was smiling. “Sandeep? Hi. Sharia.” He was already on his feet, shaking her hand. Then he stopped, hoping it wasn’t too vigorous a handshake and that her fingers weren’t hurting. He settled…
This is a weird little tale on body image and health. If you like it, you might want to check out my ‘Body & Sex’ section. Let’s not undervalue the psychosomatic – the interaction between the body & the mind.