You know what’s utopian?
For a woman like me, it’s being single and living in a cold place. Would never have to bother about hair on arms and legs. 😐 Continue reading You know what’s utopian?
Personal stories
For a woman like me, it’s being single and living in a cold place. Would never have to bother about hair on arms and legs. 😐 Continue reading You know what’s utopian?
“We will never be linear equations.”– With a friend who is similar in many respects. Continue reading Thought
Delhi lets you be. Delhi intrudes. Delhi can be very damp, and it can let you breathe too. For three consecutive nights, I have gotten into a conversation about Delhi with someone or the other. With someone, I was defending the culture. To someone else I was explaining how the stereotype does exist in reality. … Continue reading What Delhi is to me
You always come in twos and take away worth much more than a two. __I look at you and I look at that one…Clear like a mirror…But deceiving like a mirror too. __ Barren lands, afraid…Closed doors, insecure… __ Withdraw | Stab | A little more | Disappear. __ I know you willbecause I have … Continue reading You and You
Between giving up and fighting it out…Between numbness and multitude of thoughts…Between fresh air and suffocation…Between company and isolation…Between wanting things to be the way they used to be and moving on…Between being alert and spacing out…Between smiles and tears…Between me and myself. Continue reading I swing…