2017
2017 was special, not in an ‘every year is special because it makes you’ kind of way, but in a ‘transforms a person so she can’t be …
2017 was special, not in an ‘every year is special because it makes you’ kind of way, but in a ‘transforms a person so she can’t be …
Nothing clears a writer’s block like a bad PMS, the kind that makes you cry, howl then calm down and sob, makes people wonder if you have …
Over-heard :“I can’t live in London, the air smells like food.”“I got this beautiful happy orange dress. Wearing orange makes me happy.”“I don’t do anything. I don’t …
What does it take for a place to become home?Learn how to get there: road and vehicle, go to a restaurant nearby, at least twice, learn which …
I have been failing to write this post for a few months now. I have been failing to post it for days. I have brought the blame …
Life becomes so much sometimes. So big, so busy, so fast, so whelming-under and over, that I have trouble keeping up. So many big things go undocumented, …
My one-year-old baby sister cannot sleep without her security blanket. I found her crying, falling off a chair, eyelids giving up calling out to the blankey.I felt …
I haven’t taken out time to write recently; which is just a comment on how easily overwhelmed I get by new things, good and bad. My therapist …
When I was little, I’d say to mummy ‘I want to hug Holi’ but honestly I wanted to hug Diwali more. I still do. There is nothing …
We had decided, P and I, that in our world, in which ‘I don’t feel okay’ was a frequent feeling, it could be summed in ‘bleep’. Bleep …