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…
My friend met her ex-boyfriend last week. The one she broke up with a year back. And she said, Six years I spent with the man. And now, I suddenly don’t feel anything at all. In fact I wonder what I ever saw in him. Has that ever happened to…
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…
