Birthday lessons
I had an interesting set of gifts on my twenty-first birthday.
Nostalgia
How Fragile We Are
A death and a birth, how fragile we all are.
A Voice That Shatters Glass…The Glass Ceiling!
I was an amateur singer in college. Inadvertently, the campus festivals also became my ground for shattering glass celings with my voice.
Closure, Actually
Actually after this, another string of random thoughts on breaking up and the afterlife. ~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~ You watch them speak to and of the one they love.And think, unflinchingly, that they don’t speak to or of you that way.The only part that hurts is the realisation that they once used to….
Vegetable Shopping
Once, during my winter vacations, my grandmother sent me downstairs to buy some vegetables. I knew nothing about veggies of course but her reassuring face hovered above from the balcony as she said she would point out the fresh ones from the rest. So I skipped down the stairs to…
History
These things never go away.If there has ever been history, it will show even if you are in the same room. Yes, very dramatic. And perhaps romantic. Heartening, even to some. But reality seems to indicate otherwise. Attraction, like everything else, is impermanent. Or perhaps I’m only thinking of fancy…
The Princess and The Pleb
Growing up female means escaping identity boxes & those who embrace them at your expense. The Princess trope isn’t a nice one, when you’re the girl standing next to her.
Blue and Not Sweet
Meeting man who has been sternly warned not to exhibit any of the annoying behaviour that have so long been his joy and pride. We won’t go into the details of what entails ‘annoying’ here, it’s fairly wearing out. But said man has sheer genius talent in this and brings…
Rude and Red
Yesterday I was called rude. And all I was doing was describing a revolutionary new idea I had. Hmph, no one ever accepts brilliant new ideas when they are first born. But whatever am I IdeaSmith for, if not to express new ideas, despite all opposition? Transcripts from the conversation…
A Nostalgia Fetish
Indulge in the nostalgia fetish. Cherish enhanced memories over physical experiences. Filtered to fit the mind’s eye, memories are the distilled essence of reality.