What Does Loneliness Mean To You?
He writes of the isolation of chasing material dreams. I saw exquisite poetry laced with slivers of pain.
He writes of the isolation of chasing material dreams. I saw exquisite poetry laced with slivers of pain.
I’m learning a powerful lesson in communication – that it is sometimes better to be silent.
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…
Two strangers who once were not. Or were they?
I’m enjoying the company of books & plants. For the first time these don’t feel like escape from the loneliness between men. It makes my past feel like vertigo.
Alone time doesn’t always look like this. More often than not, it’s faded, crumpled, tattered even. But it’s important.
I haven’t written anything new through October. It wasn’t a bad month though. Far from it. The rains petered out and I think I dealt with my least favorite season a lot more gracefully than I usually do. I know it often seems like I’m endlessly complaining. But only I…
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Cliches, clichΓ©s. Cliches are the clichΓ© of every womanβs life. Our worlds are constructed on set-in-stone clichΓ©s. Even transitions are clichΓ©d, at specific times, in defined ways. You know what the biggest clichΓ© of an empowered, modern womanβs life is? βLove yourself.β Nobody tells you how this is to happen,…