Death – You are a nothing

The Hero

April 3, 2018 hgopinathanLeave a comment

The Hero Several people, mainly men, have expressed disgust at my choice of stories, particularly the Madhavi one. Why must you choose to write about these horrible stories, a pained friend asked. They are so regressive, harmful even. We need to put away these stories, bury them. I tried explaining that Pauranic stories are not [...]

At My Mother’s Breast

April 3, 2018April 3, 2018 hgopinathan4 Comments

It is exactly 15 years ago today, that my mother died. I tend to come slightly unhinged this time of the year. Not in an obvious sort of a way anymore, surely 15 years are more than enough time to get over the five stages of grief... And yet it this time of the year, [...]

You are a nothing, my daughter accused me at age 4, when she found out at school that all her classmates’ mother’s had jobs that gave them important titles like banker, doctor, teacher. And such a blessing that has turned out to be that I don’t have one thing that defines me and nothingness offers me the space to be a homeschooling parent, an artist, a writer, story teller, a crocheter and everything else that comes with the territory of being a stay-at -home mom. Being a nothing keeps me out of trouble.