"they journeyed without Bible prophets burning bushes without signs on earth without signs from the heavens with the terrible consciousness that life is momentous" Joseph Brodsky
Letter to my Friends
Things that happened: This week my horoscope said that I should not make myself so vulnerable to criticism that it becomes a wound, and this is why I still read the particular horoscope app because it provides much needed advice thrown away inside of a poignant and polite paragraph meant only for me. Yesterday, I... Continue Reading →
In Simpler Times and On Seeing Through
I am newly interested in glass bottles as a hobby. I wash the glass bottles that show obvious signs of re-use, dip them in warm water to remove the sticker, and finally scrub them with baking soda to remove all traces of who they used to be. Then, I dry them in the sun like... Continue Reading →
House of Memories
I am afraid that words will abandon me one day. It is my greatest fear. Words are how I make sense of life, of every day labour, of transfiguring love and the thought of losing them fills me with dread and unarrived grief. They say that one day the words of the Qur’an will be... Continue Reading →
On What to Expect
I did not end up writing a post on my Blogoversary last year. 30 Dec. It was a time for family with all its jocund festivities, and its blazes of familiar horrors. Anyone who can describe their family otherwise is lying. Besides, I sat down to write an ode to this blog being a home... Continue Reading →
Of Winter & Wishes
Many years ago, I had read that how you spend the first day of the year sets the tone for your new year. If you pepper the new year's day with activities and people you love, they will be a recurring theme and if you have a not-so-great day, it would foretell the theme of... Continue Reading →
Chic Stories
As someone who doesn't travel in the local trains every day, I tend to romanticise them, only in the Mumbai winters, because I am able to take a train at a time that suits me, I can buy a first class ticket, and I have the luxury of not taking it when it's not comfortable... Continue Reading →
Fourteen
880 words Sometimes, I feel a listlessness when I have free periods of time. At others, I sit in my chair and look at the jamun tree outside my window. I know all the theory, about how we are always tuned into social media and constantly working, and that's why we cannot fully relax. Theory... Continue Reading →
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