Trigger warning: abuse Writing this post made me feel like throwing up. Say hi to Trauma. In 2017, a friend’s boyfriend, whom I had never spoken to, found out my phone number and contact details. On the day she was with me in Bangalore, he called me incessantly from 6 am. Relentless. 91 calls. Emails. […]
The days are warmer here in Bangalore. A gentle reminder of the change to come. The change that is already here. I looked at the date – it’s supposed to be a holiday here – and couldn’t believe that it is almost the end of the first month of this year. My last post was […]
I took my Mom to a local exhibition yesterday—one of those local “arts and crafts” fairs that dot our cities. It was one of the few times she has been outside since her recovery from Covid. My heart was pounding when I parked the car. There were unmasked people everywhere, and the memory of beeping […]
I really shouldn’t be writing a blog post now. Not mine, anyway. I should be spinning social media strategy for one client, content ideation for another, writing three structures for another client, ideating a logo for another, invoicing, paying writers, checking GST, tracking word counts, and generally acting very busy. I shouldn’t be writing anything […]
One more drive through Bangalore’s emptied roads. One more visit to the hospital. And this time, I hope not to go back again for a long long long time. The last time I had gone to the hospital, I made friends with this dog there. He hangs around near the X-ray center, and is a […]
Today was one of the best days, so far. I spent more time sleeping, more time talking to my Mom, and less time feeling tired. We spent the afternoon playing a game. And then, I stepped out onto the roof. The sky was leaden grey, cloudy and muggy. I missed the sunset. I missed the […]
I have spent much of the day sleeping. In the evening, I chatted with my Mom. Susheela is recovering slowly, one step at a time. I feel each day I have run a marathon. Since I haven’t really had a fever in two decades, it’s hard for me to understand this fatigue. It’s unlike anything […]
Today is a tough day. I had a bit of a rasping cough and more fatigue today. My Mom continues to be better, while Susheela is given another experimental injection. But. Every now and then, I am astonished at what I receive. I am going to paste here an exchange that deeply touched me. I […]
The chaos of normal living. Do the dishes. Do the laundry. Empty the trash. Clean the table. Dishes. Sink. Clothes. Garbage cans. Dishes. Sink. Clothes. Garbage cans. The certainty of doing the seemingly mundane gives you a strange comfort. Your mind’s one attempt at devising some sense of control in an increasingly uncontrollable world. Today, […]