Drained of thought and strength She closed her eyes, And waited for them to fill up, As they often did, these days. A steel hard resolve turned brittle Until she was flailing about the grounds , She once paraded in, Each step unsure, lest she breaks the thin ice Over the murky depths of her… Continue reading Broken
She waited breathless, Heart pounding, eyes wide A smile, indulgent For his word. It was brutal Losing what wasn’t yours. Every glance, haunting, Every touch, a tease A remainder of what could have been an Utopian dream. with her pride wounded, She looked through the debris, smiling through her tears, to find the things she… Continue reading Feeling Inadequate
Why the ‘lol’? Not because I take my beliefs lightly but because, if you want to be a feminist in India, you have to be chill. You are going to have a lot of people in your face and a whole lot of extra goading if they realize you loose your cool. Growing up in… Continue reading Being a feminist in India. Lol.
Something everybody realizes, at some point in their life. Times Change. People Change. You gotta change along with it. A friend of mine used to tell me this. Two years into college life, I barely recognize that friend anymore. Yes, the irony is not lost on me. School-to-College is such a huge transition. Everyone’s so… Continue reading Times Change. People Change.
Fresh off the school wagon, filled with energy and belief that everything is going to be awesome, that’s usually when most people start a blog, to document a new phase in their life. Me? I wait until the last few dregs of my creativity are draining away and I decide to unabashedly cling onto it.… Continue reading The first post!