Voices outside my room
I don’t find in me the energy to do much, so I listen a lot and my favorite voices are: Mumma and babyr playing doctor-doctor “Madam stomach …
Quarantine Diary: v / To-do
I did some things in the past 2 months that I would never have done/cannot imagine myself doing if not for life altering events like pandemics. I …
Quarantine Diary: iv / Free hugs
I once fell in love with a boy for the way he hugged me. His hugs felt like melting chocolate, its smell, and everything like I feel …
Quarantine diary: iii / hobbies
What are hobbies? Are the activities you enjoy doing or are they activities you do often irrespective of the joy? Y says she has no hobbies and …
Quarantine diary- ii / coping
It’s testing, this stepping on each other toes in a small space as a family. Everything intersects. My room is my room but the whole house that …
Of living rooms
I never felt settled while I lived in Pune. Unsettled-like one feels when one lives in a girls’ hostel that closes at 9 but one is out …
Home is many things: tokens
Home is many things. But mostly it is people. And as my therapist reminds me, there used to be a gaping hole in my life of a …
Quarantine diary-i / moments
Things haven’t been easy lately. For reasons unknown, my patience is wearing thin. The patriarchal practices that I let pass usually have me irritated now. REM dreams …
Dear Pag
Pag,I got the book today. When I first saw it, I completely missed the first page. I rumbled through it looking for signs of you: pencil marks, …
Home is so many things.
And on days when I wake up to, or maybe by, the sound of my family fighting, flaring up my anxiety, I need these reminders more than …