Ever since I learnt of this Japanese technique of Kintsukuroi, Heartbreak has become more Manageable. You know when they say, get a hobby to get over it? Well, decorating my heart is my hobby. I have always been clumsy with this heart of mine, Wearing it on my sleeve as I do. But now, A [...]
My parents got married in the year 1967 in my mother’s maternal home on the banks of her beloved Kaveri river. As I flip through the pages of sepia-toned photographs of my parents’ wedding album, a stray thought floats by, the sepia in these pictures must have come from the ink of a real-live Cuttlefish [...]
Fair, is it? That you know I'm talking about skin colour And not about justice and equality and honour? With all the browns In my Camlin watercolour palette, I would only use peach to paint The skin of the princesses I drew With golden hair and blue eyes for good measure. And yet everywhere I [...]
Trigger warnings: Sexual Abuse I wish I had someone famous to Pin my #MeToo story on. It would change the way we looked at the world. Industries would coin new laws, HR would introduce sensitivity Training, Parliament would pass a bill. But my secrets involve the Ordinary everyday. Fathers who thought you and Your five [...]
They decriminalized adultery. Apparently my broken heart is no longer The problem of the government of India. We'll just have to depend on your conscience now. I'm not entirely without proof though, We weren't alone when you swore To love, to cherish, to honour, to protect, to abide, and not even death can do us [...]
She had done alright, she thought, looking at her partner of many years. He had kept himself well and had proved a good father and a good mate, if a bit of an airhead. But that couldn’t be helped. His beauty would always come in the way of any real need for self-improvement. He still [...]
Of all weapons one can wield in love, It is the most effective. A controlled demolition, The kind used to implode Old buildings inwards, Into themselves. What's left then is a dust mote That settles on the shoulder of a passerby, And easily brushed off. An insignificant speck, That I am reduced to By your [...]
