We assume mountain lovers are all about the zen. But sea lovers know that the zen is also in the changing tides and the still sand. Children of the water remember that happiness is not the same as cheer or even calm at all times. And that life is about…
How do you cope with the pain of being overlooked, of being forgotten, of being seen but not as who you are, of being misunderstood, of being forced into mental cages, of being nothing more but a screen on which other people’s projections land? You don’t. You let that part…
There will be the dark days. The days when the parts of yourself you can’t edit, must rise to the surface. There will be days when even you, creature of light, must find home in the shadows. On these days, old wounds will surface. They will scream to be seen,…
If you were born in another era, who would you be? What would your personality be like? Your values? How would you survive that world? What role would you play?
If you are reading this, you are very likely to survive everything that’s going on. My privilege is an epiphany that’s helping me cope.
All of you homesick for the sickness of love, hating yourself for thinking of an ex, propping yourself on memories of a relationship, wondering if healing will ever be clean. It won’t. It can still be beautiful. Includes a podcast performance.
Light. It’s an idea I’ve yet to wrap my head around, a word I’m still to learn to spell right, a reality that I still don’t entirely fathom.
I spotted this tree at the junction of a rapidly disappearing Mumbai and the greedy new city emerging in its place.
This picture was shot by a sweet young photographer at an Open Mic event in 2012 when she spotted the flowers I was carrying.
Do you know why I look out of the window?
