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 →
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 →
Occasionally, I sit in the darkness of the night and look outside the floor-to-ceiling window as the rest of the city houses go to sleep, one by one. In those moments of silence, I begin to untangle the fairy lights of my mind. I try. And when the last house has shut its lights, I notice... Continue Reading →
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