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 …
Nothing
I follow an artist who makes comics in a language I don’t know enough to even identify. But I look at her work & know that she …
Slow sickening
For all the sweet talk I do about mental health and acceptance, I am too unaccepting of how I feel sometimes. But don’t peg me for a …
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 …
Neurodivergent basking
Today something that mummy said hurt me; it wasn’t anything soul-crushing and it wasn’t something trivial. It was just big enough that a neurotypical daughter would get …
Alopecia: after its gone
My body is not a temple. The metaphor fails me as an atheist and it fails me in its essence; my body is not a holy, peaceful, …
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 …
Hyderabad
When I go to a different city/town for research, I try to clear out an adjacent weekend so I can walk around and see the place 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 …