“Yellow helium balloons are the happiest things in the world” - read my best friend's caption on her picture; her face half covered by one. But are they, really? I cannot decide but yellow takes me back to the corridors of my school where my 14 year old self spotted the prettiest smile I had… Continue reading Yellow.
I have been leaving the key To my flat On the front door. Once. Twice. And I stumble on the thought that I might do it again. Completely. Intentionally. I have been looking at water tipper tapping on my stationary car's window and see I've caught a dark pool of eyes. I have been staring… Continue reading freedom
part 2 : I remember that day in October, when mother said she's going to bring Nanu home the next day. It took me by quiet a surprise. And I wasn't very particularly pleased. A lot of changes had to be accommodated in if she were to come. And it was a big decision in… Continue reading Grandmother.
part 1. Nani left yesterday. She had been living us with some 7 odd months. And last night, my parents took her back to her ancestral place. Because she wanted to go back. Because every morning she'd wake up and think, “Is it today that I am going to die?” And she'd prefer not… Continue reading Grandmother.
Things to be kept in mind : 1. It is okay to be plain Jane. It is okay to be a glam doll. It is okay too, to be both 2. It is okay to remain bare faced your entire life. And it is okay to put your makeup talents to use every time you… Continue reading Beauty.
She took to the stage with a tee that read - "My God is better than yours." Sides were immediately taken. Abuses already slurred. Controversy reared its ugly head,blinded to the word 'Humanity' to her back. Collaboration with Kasturee♥
I had decided on that purple tunic. Loose and comfortable. "It was sure going to be a great Holi this once." And it sure was, as I look back on it three years later. Boards had just ended the day before. And there wasn't any better reason to celebrate. I went to my childhood bestie's… Continue reading Holi.
Its an amazing thing with old photographs. Its sad that the future generations will never realise their true value. We had lived in a time when each of us didn't have a smartphone in our hands to capture those cosy selfies each time we did something. Very often, we would take our good old… Continue reading Photograph
To be absofuckinglutely honest, I was really humbled when my friend Kasturee here put in my name first on her list of nominees for this award. 😌 So this is for you bro! ♥ Rules : 1. Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide their link. 2. Write your blog story in a few words. 3. Give two… Continue reading Bloggers Recognition Award.
Feminists in the Indian society are still looked at with a skeptical eye, like we are not real, or worse, we are real… and dangerous. They ask, “Why are you a feminist? Isn’t the society good enough for you?” Because being vocal about your rights and pointing out the inequality still rampant in the 21st century society… Continue reading Woman.