About My Photo Essay

Hey guys! It has been a ridiculously long time since I’ve posted, and I wanted to do something special this time. I posted a photo essay about Camp, Pune, based on a very special journey that I had. Below is the introduction to the essay. Introduction Art is a stunningly beautiful language. It is a … More About My Photo Essay

Be Kind to Your Mind

A modicum of doubtA modicum of worryMight just pull youInto a rather thick curry Of thoughts and regretsOf things already doneOr too much planningFor the things yet to come Lost, lostIn a tumultuous worldTossed aroundCan’t be brought back in a whirl But, tell me dear friendFor surely as doubt can turn into poisonous rainCan’t a … More Be Kind to Your Mind

This color of skin

“Run!” she cried. “Run!” Gunshots.  She woke up in a cold sweat, shivering.  “Hey honey.”  “Hey dad.” “You look tired.” “Yeah. I had a nightmare again.” “The same one?” “Yeah.” She trembled involuntarily. “Where’s mom?” “Still sleeping. So is your brother.” She looked out the window. The sky was a lovely mauve, the lavender of … More This color of skin

Memories

Originally posted on thefeministwriterwhogoesmeh:
I randomly walk around the kitchen, bugging my mom to let me see and smell what she is cooking. After much coaxing, she finally lifts the plate covering the kadhai, and the aroma of freshly cooked paneer bhurji hits my nostrils and floods me with memories of my younger years. How…

drowning.

drowning. drowning in a pool infested by thoughts. swishing, pulling, fish-like. colorful. blinding. stop. What am I? i am everything that i am made of. no, not just the body that ever-beating heart the never stopping mind. i am everything that i have experienced. i am everything that i own. i am my virtues, i … More drowning.