The Deaths That We Deserve
How I learnt to value deaths as I learnt to value life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?
How I learnt to value deaths as I learnt to value life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?
I closed a chapter I wrote a decade ago. It is a death since I once gave it life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?
The world still doesn’t know how & why death shows up. How can there be any answer to why people turn out the way they do?
Gehraiyaan isn’t a great Valentine’s Day release. But it does make for some rich girltalk fodder.
October has come and gone like a hurricane. This is the month that leaves me with no doubt that 2017 is a year of reckoning, a time of forces greater than myself imposing lessons that I must learn. The events of this year have been incongruously challenging and disproportionately trying….
I want to live in a world without wordsA world where a sweet delicate combination of soundsCannot jolt my heartbeat the wrong wayI’ll probably listen a lot better to other soundslike the incessant honking on an empty roadand my mother clattering dishes in the kitchen But thenI’ll turn these sounds…
What is difficult for a grown woman to manage, is another woman’s kitchen. Food is the battleground on which territory wars are fought.
Celebrations. I’ve decided I’m going to have them as often and as self indulgently as I can. I’m thirty-five, not dead!
I had an idea for a non-fiction piece when I realised today’s A2ZChallenge prompt ‘C’ would carry a story version well, if I said it stood for City.
It might seem that I’m opposed to all Indian festivals but I’m actually, not. Not even to today’s grand occasion of Raksha-bandhan. Well, I have no problem with honoring the sibling relationship. If anything, I’m all for occasions that remind you to be grateful for the presence of special people…