A Bun and Me

Everyday, Featured, Mental Health, Writing

Oh god, I am nervous about this. It’s a nervousness that comes with worry and doubt, packed with layers of “What are you thinking?! and topped by years of insecurities. I decided to start a series that you must pay to read. Phew. Last year, when Khushi Bun came into my life, she did so […]

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2025: The Year I Fell In Love

Featured, Mental Health

I have hardly been writing here. But for some good reasons. I have the love of my life keeping me busy. Last year, I went to a rescue center in Bangalore. I had already told the rescue center head about my preferences: A dog that doesn’t jump around too much. Is calming. Preferably a Labrador, […]

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An Offering Of Love

Featured, Mental Health

In a year of miserable downers, here’s something to rejoice over. So many stories. So many writers sharing the shards of their lives. Slivers that bled. Scars that never healed. Bruises colored purple. And through it all, showing through the act of writing their story that the shards, slivers, scars, and bruises aren’t what define […]

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Finding An Ant: A Metaphor For Life


Musings

As a child, I was fascinated by an ant. I used to be a bit of an introvert, then. I don’t think I have changed much from then, but I have grown to love people, despite my shyness. That time, though, as a child I had a vacant yard next to my house. No one […]

November 25, 2016

Soul Surrender


Short Stories

I started writing this blog post last Sunday, on the 9th of October. I stopped at a point where I had written, “blood was seeping into the ground.” I stopped because at that point, I came to know that my friend’s brother died in a road accident. When I went in the evening to meet […]

October 14, 2016

Black Moon, New Me


Musings

The other day, while talking to a friend I have known for 10 years and more, we came to the startling realization that it was not the unknowing of each other that created rifts between us the past two years, but the knowing of each other. When you know someone, you tend to form perceptions, […]

September 30, 2016

Words Without Time


Short Stories

Tick tock, tick tock. The clock struck its own rhythm. She hated it. It seemed relentless. There was no end to it, was there? Tick tock, tick tock. Every second. Then, every 2 hours, that ridiculous cuckoo would come out. The noise was getting on her nerves. She glanced at her watch, which unlike the […]

September 11, 2016

999


Musings

I had a strange dream last night where I dreamt of my old dog, Bambi. She was a gorgeous Labrador cross who I adopted late in life. I dreamt that I had left her locked in my bedroom in my house, and gone to stay in my parents’ house. In the morning, I wake up […]

September 4, 2016

The Art Of Letting In


Musings

Have you ever had a day, which fills you with soul-shattering, mind-elevating epiphanies? Today is 8/26. It becomes reduced to 8/8. In Chinese numerology, 8 is considered the lucky number. The number itself is a double knot. And there were two knots today. It is symbolic because I felt every single knot in me dissolve. […]

August 26, 2016

A Coach Called Life


Musings

Yesterday, a friend messaged me saying she was quite upset, annoyed, and was miserable. I responded saying, “I am upset and annoyed, too. With work. With people. With life. Fed up with all of these.” There must have been a shocked silence. Well, as much of a silence as you can gauge on What’s App […]

August 24, 2016

The Thing About Weddings


Everyday

I am not much of a believer in societally sanctioned ways of living together. The thing called love doesn’t much understand itself in a legal contract, but it’s the way we do business. Ooops, I mean relationships. I am always afraid my dislike for institutionalized marriage might come across as a judgement on the sanity […]

August 14, 2016

Traversing Time In Ooty


Everyday

The last time I came to Ooty was when I was graduating from high school. I was a certified loner then, and I remember thinking that my biggest fear then was if anyone would agree to be my roommate. I don’t remember anything of Ooty. Not its hills, not its climate, not its gorgeous chocolates. […]

July 9, 2016