Published on Women's Web: https://www.womensweb.in/2019/10/we-had-fought-against-the-world-for-our-love-we-won-yet-lost-oct19wk3sr/ It's difficult, knowing I don't have that anymore. It hurts, because everything is different. It isn't easy, but love never lets you off easy. Sometimes it scares me. Actually, it scares me everyday – how incomplete I feel without her. We had been through so much; we had fought... Continue Reading →
Colour
Published on Women's Web: https://www.womensweb.in/2020/02/maybe-she-could-reclaim-that-splash-of-colour-in-her-life-feb20wk4sr/ Colour can mean many things. It holds different connotations for different people. It can mean joy, love, anger or pain, or simply an eventful journey through life. Maya's life was devoid of it. Her days were grey and bleak, blank like window glass. She felt no joy; no warmth... Continue Reading →
The Minutes Before…
There was a chaotic buzz in the air, with people scrambling for their suitcases and children. One did not realise how packed an airport was until everyone was gathered by the exit and entry gates or moving towards them. Approximately three minutes ago there had been an announcement asking us to leave the premises due... Continue Reading →
Breathless
My desperate gasp for air was about as successful as untangling hair uncombed for days with a single sweep of the fingers. I cannot explain this sensation as much but several invisible arms taking hold of me – some dragging my legs deeper into the water, some wrapping around my arms, but most of them... Continue Reading →
Unveiled
It’s been eleven years. Four thousand and seventeen days. Ninety six thousand, four hundred and eight hours. Most would not even bother with the maths, but it comes naturally to me. I have learnt, unlike many others, to rely on my instincts, for I fear I have not much else to offer myself. Everyday I... Continue Reading →
Back in the Day
After encountering innumerably diverse experiences for over sixty years, they have come to know what really matters. They have learnt that not every little battle needs to be fought, not every action justified, and not every low leads to an underground pit. They have learnt that the need to hold grudges is nowhere close to... Continue Reading →
Chromatic Aberration 