In the Snake Woman issue that I read, Jessica says: Maybe that’s what growing up is….realizing the things we do don’t mean anything. Things aren’t right or wrong. They’re just impulses. They just are. Or perhaps in the grander scheme of things, beyond everyday breaths, in an entire lifetime, some…
Mum shook me awake at 4 a.m. Grandmother had fallen down in the bathroom and wasn’t able to get up. Mum couldn’t pick her up either. We got her up and put her back to bed. And then I patted her arm and soothed her brow. Full circle from the…
If someone from your past came back to you, would you be willing to give them another chance? I thought about the feelings & memories that make up Ex anyone.
And in those grand old days when we laughed for attentionAnd suppressed our smiles into thin lines for humourAn unsmiling, unparalleled stare captivated usCompelling us to stay And we followed, hypnotizedby that novel concept of cold independenceThat we imagined it meant We often wondered why we were heldRelentlessly, while we…
I graduated five years ago. With all the starry eyes (yeah right!) and quaking toes (more to the point) of a fresher in the jungle (a la babe in the woods). Several hundred nights of poring over job advertisements, college prospectuses and websites offering the magic solution to making you…
Ideasmith, age 6Dear Santa Claus, Will you bring me a present too? I am not a Christian. But I say prayers in English in school and I know about Jesus Christ and Moses. I read about them in the Bible stories book. When I go home, I pray in Hindi…
Lately I’ve been feeling like I’ve been too tame and safe, not done enough in my years to have a life I can be proud of.
One of my friends was taking stock of our batch the other day. It has been over two years since we passed out into the corporate world, fresh off the b-school production floor. We started together but our careers have gone in different directions and at different speeds. Right from…
I was a party this week. The kind that’s thrown for people who are close to the host and know each other through posing on either side of the host for birthday photos and through hearing about each others’ exploits in conversations. The kind you wouldn’t think of as friends,…
Every day the world turns over. Conversations I put off, till next week, or next month suddenly freeze forever when the person at the other end suddenly stops talking forever. Friendships fade away into sweet, painful memories and people I thought knew me, kill me in little, unintentional ways. I…
