Unequal Affections
A famous couplet by W.H. Auden goes, “If equal affections cannot be, let the more loving be me.”
Love
Space
A poem about the space in relationships.
Caveat Temptor: Boyfriend Beware!
Now that we’ve wiped the stardust out of our eyes, the charming differences are starting to wear thin. It’s time to beware the boyfriend.
Tiny Tales: A Birthday Story
I ring the doorbell and it’s opened by my friend Salim, bouncing up with all the energy of his 21-year-old self. It is his birthday and the gift I am carrying is a book I know that he’ll enjoy. Salim and I have been classmates and bonded over a common…
The Sex & The City 2 Crash: A Feminist Hangover
I’m tempted to suspect that SATC 2 was secretly scripted by men and acted out by guys in reverse drag, all part of the anti-feminist movement.
Tiny Tales: Playing Mommy
‘Playing Mommy’ is a short story about the darker side of childbirth. Please read mindfully. Trigger warning: Abortion.
The Girl At The Bus-Stop
I particularly remember the details of a particular journey. It stands out in the multitude of other daily routes and frequent destinations that would checker the rest of my working life. I used to take an AC bus to work each morning where I was spared of the usual Mumbai…
Locked Heart
You cannot make someone love you. No matter how wonderful, talented, beautiful, fabulous, kind, generous or successful you are. It’s an immutable law of nature. Because the heart that is locked, contains its own key within it. Discovering that is every person’s individual quest and no one else has any…
2009: Happy & Counting
So it’s that time of the year again, the time to take stock and look back. Funnily enough, for a compulsive organizer/list-maker like me, it isn’t coming naturally this time round. Even funnier considering it isn’t just year end but decade end and actually end of the first decade of…
The Bangalore Story
I came to Bangalore over 10 years back. I was falling in love. Not with a person or even a place. I was really, completely, truly committing myself to life. I was 19. I had just weathered a tempestuous adolescence culminating in my dropping out of college. Then I licked…