Raw
I don’t feel so raw anymore.
I don’t feel so raw.
I don’t feel so.
I don’t feel.
I don’t.
I.
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I don’t feel so raw anymore.
I don’t feel so raw.
I don’t feel so.
I don’t feel.
I don’t.
I.
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Celebrations are things you don’t exactly notice until you have to make a conscious effort to make them happen. Christmas season has been an integral part of my life for years and years now – one of the consequences of growing up in a Christian environment and having a devout…
Happiness has nothing whatsoever to do with what’s happening in your life but at least a little to do with how you feel about it. And in my case, peace of mind too, I think. My name means harmony and sometimes that thought makes me (and other people laugh). But…
A poem written for Earth Day about climate change
A beloved uncle shared this TOI Blog by Vinita Dawra Nangia with me. (‘Whom Should I Marry?’). This was my response: Dear uncle, I liked where the article seemed to be going (this is how the decision/marriage model has worked so far, here’s why those references are not valid anymore)…
Your secrets
My 2021 Christmas post talks to ghosts of my Christmases past and right into a silent future under a star.