Mar 20, 2022Devil ChildDevil Child I was born a devil child God forsake me as i tiptoed into the world But they all got it so wrong “A devil child, one with no heart skin aged like a crocodile’s mouth aghast at her own apathy” where do flowers go after wilting how does a child lose his speech when he isn’t loved do birds whisper about little girls crying in between the walls Devil children are like sparrows nurtured by the nestsWriting1 min readWriting1 min read
Mar 19, 2022Treasure box- Sidra Amin She says, “All that is forgotten is never lost” and I think of winter mornings in her kitchen, the sunlight slanting through the window, the cardamoms floating in the chai and her breath on my skin My mother keeps a treasure box of memories, it consists of…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
May 26, 2021Journal Entry- 26th May 2021It is 2.30 pm on a work day. I have over tens tabs opened on my laptop, four for Gantt charts, four for reports, a WhatsApp window, and a tab with an article on how do you prepare yourself for grief, before it comes to hit you. It is funny…3 min read3 min read
May 20, 2021The Rare Art of ListeningMost days I grapple with reality Am i floating or is the floor water? Do you hear me, hello? Oh, I was on mute Why does my bread taste like cardboard Why do i speak to cats and birds and walls, “I had a weird dream again” When your world…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
May 13, 2021One Last GoodbyeOne Last Goodbye Sometimes I wonder if the flowers wilt as they sit in my vase waiting for you to sing one last love song Is there ever a last love song, Or a last goodbye? Leaving is often quiet, like crying in your pillow as your lover sleeps beside…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
May 2, 2021Battling the Pandemic LonelinessBattling the Pandemic Loneliness Every morning for the past month, I wake up and grapple with the anxiety of “What next?” and “Why should I continue to live like this?” and every morning, I have to keep going. It feels like I am stuck in a weird limbo where everything keeps repeating the same…Pandemic4 min readPandemic4 min read
Jan 7, 20212020- A Cat and Rat Race[This is a personal journal, and the longest I have written in a while] When we grew up, we never imagined a pandemic to halt our lives. There was no risk mitigation and no Plan B. Especially for us 20-something millennials, who are just out to make something of life…Pandemic3 min readPandemic3 min read
May 30, 2020ImposterI can’t pinpoint when the mite infested foundation of what we had rocked, But it’s always too late to realize, isn’t it? Too late to realize you aren’t a whole human, that parts of you will always be scattered to be claimed by hungry hounds, Too late to realize you don’t possess the soul…Poem1 min readPoem1 min read
Apr 23, 2020Unbridled DreamsUnbridled Dreams i. I saw seven moons in my dream last night: five crescents and two full moons. I am standing atop the building which had made me dizzy and sent me down a spiral of psychedelic patterns when I was just a 5 year old. The building did not…Prose Poem2 min readProse Poem2 min read
Apr 18, 2020Unfulfilled PoetryI want to pen down a poem about the last meal we shared or may be shooting stars our entwined fingers or when we are miles apart sometimes about a papercut or strawberry marmalade trickling off your sour bread I want to pen down a poem as the world comes crumbling down but all my pretty metaphors and analogies my shining bright moon and bittersweet melancholy all my promises and all the words rolling off my tongue evade me, as i drag a dark sea behind me1 min read1 min read
