(If) The World Was Ending

One of my plants dried up a week ago and now I find myself talking to it, saying that it’s going to be alright, providing it the nourishment it needs, and telling it to hang out with its friends beside it. I know that this is an attempt towards reconciliation, towards hope. Metaphor, these days,... Continue Reading →

Books Read in 2020

God, Hermes and Star by Zbigniew HerbertFour New Stories by Lorrie MooreSelf Help by Lorrie MooreDrive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead by Olga TokarczukStudy of the Object by Zbigniew HerbertAnagrams by Lorrie MooreLost Connections by Johann HariCity of Girls by Elizabeth GilbertTin Man by Sarah WinmanBritt-Marie Was Here by Fredrik BackmanSmall Days... Continue Reading →

Poem

Things I Would Tell You If You Hadn't Gone Away For my weekly horoscope, the tarot reader pulled out a Four of Wands card. It means that I have lost my religion. If you add half a teaspoon of jaggery sugar in a cup of black coffee, it becomes easier to swallow on a wounded... Continue Reading →

World Spins Madly On

A garden variety of terrible things have happened to me this year. So, when I write this, I am not coming from a place of cocooned comfort and sitting on a pink cloud with harps playing in the background. I feel it is important to say this because everyone has us believing that our capacity... Continue Reading →

Sprinkled Sentiments #18

450. If there's the F-word in a song, it immediately puts me off. For the life of me, I cannot understand why a song needs to have the F-word in a regular context. I'm not even going to try and unpack this for myself. 449. Today, I recalled something I had forgotten. Last year, I... Continue Reading →

Falling In Love

Say, one day, you hang your identity on a peg, carry your wounds knotted up inside you, an intricate maze, and walk into a new city.Say, you fail to notice the old branches floating down new rivers carrying ants on their backs, you sidestep the fallen yellow leaves that the trees shook off of themselves, and you pay no mind to the... Continue Reading →

Good Days Bad Days

A tourist in your own despair.Lorrie Moore A packet of filter coffee powder has been lying in the fridge for close to 5 years or so. At 3:39 in the afternoon, I boil some water, leave the hot water dripping over the powder and then forget about it completely. By the time I realise, it... Continue Reading →

The 3 Minute Podcast

During the lockdown, I did a lot of things that were uncharacteristically me. One of them was running a podcast. It started about as a very nascent thought. As someone who hasn't been a fan of podcasts, I imagined this to be a small podcast, running for only 3 minutes, hence the name. However, when... Continue Reading →

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