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 →
Obviously, I don't recall much from my childhood but there are some things I remember very vividly — Tom and Jerry, Dumbo The Elephant, trains, ships, and the house always being full of adults. The house we lived in was like a caravanserai. People came, stayed for a while, and people went. As most Bombay... Continue Reading →
1. Words fell from the sky the fingertips the lips The rain came in spades. 2. You asked me if it was going to be okay. I said yes. You left. 3. Do you know overwhelm? Or fear? Or the waves of hope that crash against the beating of your heart? Making a noise that... Continue Reading →
I imagine that every new year feels like how I'd expect my potential boyfriend/husband to feel — the pressure of being fantastic is unimaginable. After all, everyone has such high expectations from it. As far as I am concerned, these two weeks have been characterised by a lot of discord and hurt. I wasn't going to... Continue Reading →
I don't like writing year-end posts full of sentimental learnings and sweet nothings. Not that there is anything wrong with them. I just think that because of the emotion associated with them — the emotion of the end of a year and the beginning of a new one — they are heightened and usually serve little... Continue Reading →
I find that it is very revealing to have a first-time meal with these so-called successful/well-earning men. I'm sure if one does an experiment, a curious study could come by. Of course, these days, you could take a large enough sample size and prove anything. But every time I have been on one of these... Continue Reading →
It was a patchwork evening, the smog of the day blanketed the sky, foggy orange lights lit up the sidewalk where we stopped. You taking cash out of your wallet so I could get a ride home. Me fiddling with my handbag despite knowing I was out. You handed me a note that no one... Continue Reading →
I received three rejection emails this week. Two of them were for a piece of work I have a lot of faith in. The third one? Let's just say, it is what it is. For writers/aspiring writers, November is a good time to reflect over your work because someone in your circle is participating in... Continue Reading →
