Dear me, It’s 6:40 in the clock right now. The sun sank long ago, it’s just one of those days. Mother is about to let you out to play in the nearby garden. You are eight, your bicycle is blue and shiny, except at the rear end because Tarun keeps crashing his cycle into yours.... Continue Reading →
Somewhere
The walls are closing in. You feel choked, like something is squeezing you into a little ball. You want to scream, you want to let people know but what will the people do. Out of nowhere, you'll feel punched out of breath, your teeth will cut against cheek and you will taste yourself leaking red... Continue Reading →
photographs from the family album
Navy blue sofas, faded at the rims A circular glass fixed on a short wooden tripod, nonchalantly sitting in the space between us; the table serves no purpose. It is too far from both our sofas to be useful for anything. Pretty much like our conversation, that ran out of life five seconds after it began.... Continue Reading →
The Stealing of Kisses
The sun of late morning coloured Rehnoor’s eyelids red on the inside. She enjoyed the sun rays groping for the slightest taste of her skin that rested within layers of winter clothing. At the south of her neck a drop of sweat arose and tapered down to her chest before losing its way to gravity.... Continue Reading →
Riding the second-wave
The year was 1960. Horns roared in her wake and the honkers swore incredulously. Swerving through the curving roads, she drove on unabashedly. At first she couldn't understand why all these strangers were so antagonistic to her. She quickly checked her reflection in the mirror to make sure she was wearing clothes. All this open-mouthed... Continue Reading →
तथास्तु – Part I
Coincidence, people of Sarmyna believed, was a thing of movies. Fate was a rich man's dog and fortune was a rich lady's cat, their stories said. In their daily hardships the simple people of Sarmyna did not have much time to ponder over the workings of the divine alchemy that balances the universe, nor did... Continue Reading →
TOP 10 REASONS TO NOT BE A HUMANITIES STUDENT
To all blessed souls to ask me for career advice 🙂
24.02.16
Me v/s My Vagina during "that time of the month"
National Youth Festival 2016 – Debate Speech Transcript
Topic: Development of India is only possible through youth
04.02.16
Walls shiver. Blizzards roar. It might be warmer inside the walls, but I've lived outside all my life.
02.02.16
On women and temples in India
Dearest Love,
Just another afternoon, at the resplendent Jaipur Literature Festival 2016
Alan Rickman is dead And I am laughing ~ a sorrowful rant.
Topic: Privatization of education is the only way to promote inclusive education (Against)
Topic: Cultural Diversity of India
Incidental Pantomimes
Nature walks are essential to a thinker’s appetite.
At Land’s End
Inspired by Ruskin Bond, this story got shortlisted for Jaipur Literature Festival 2016 Blogging Contest.
Reading List 2016
If you're wondering what to wrap for my birthday gift or Christmas or Diwali, I give you here a detailed wish list!
Stereotypically Speaking
Between and beyond all levels macro and micro, we've surrendered to stereotypes without putting on too much struggle. Time for a second thought maybe?
The Need To Read
I often offer the following analogy humbly so as to convey my sentiments accurately: if reading were an Olympic sport, you would currently be audience to an unassailable record holder. Inspired from Neil Gaiman's American Gods, here is a tidbit on why should we read.
In Retrospect
A Metaphor
To All Those Wise Souls Who Have Disowned 'Okay' In The Favour Of 'K'
Topic: Digital India will raise the development in India to extreme heights
Cats and Abortions
This is what recreational eavesdropping gets me!
In Another Life
'If...'
The Scrawlyst 