Sprinkled Sentiments #17

425. I think something is off in Ocean Vuong's book 'On Earth We are Gorgeous Briefly'. I know the world and its sisters have loved it, but I tend to feel that the sparing use of full sentences put me off reading it. No sweat. I will pick it up again in this month and... Continue Reading →

Waiting on the World to Change

It is hard to write about a vacation when most people resent you for having taken it. It is safe to say, though, that I have returned from London with a deep appreciation for clotted cream and a vengeful disdain towards Mumbai's public transportation. In fact, I have developed such a hatred towards it that... Continue Reading →

Conversations: Part 2

As it is with most people, even I tend to mythify my past, turn it into a montage of events and coloured emotions. However, of late I have realised I tend to remember some sequences that repeat in the theater of my mind over and over again. I suspect when I am old and starting... Continue Reading →

Conversations: Part 1

Recently someone who reads my blog pinged me and said they wanted to know more about my life. It wasn't creepy or anything, but for a moment I had to consider the request — what did that even mean? I declined to divulge because it's boring to talk about one's life as a subject and... Continue Reading →

Version of Me

One of the gifts I have given myself over the years, and painfully gained, is how to unlearn everything I was taught while growing up. Everything that was fed to me about the world, religion, being female, who I am, and how I was supposed to end up. It has been a gradual process of... Continue Reading →

After Dark

It is always hard coming back to this blog after interrupted periods of time. It feels like so much has happened that I haven't told you about, told this blog about. As if there is lots of catching up to do. I remember taking a break from writing because everything was so enmeshed into everything... Continue Reading →

#12

Your Horoscope for the Week-The neighbour will run out of milk. Therefore, so will you.-Time taken for your smile to reach your eyes = 1.4 seconds-That worry you’re holding on to? Let it go. Trust the universe.-You will burn the dal. It will take you 15 minutes to get the smell out of the kitchen... Continue Reading →

Polaroid

There is this memory of an evening that has been coming to me in flashes in the past few weeks. Bear in mind that for me, the past is now a jar of collectables that I pay little attention to. The present leaves no room for anything else. The memory speaks to me from a... Continue Reading →

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