I was asleep. It was the continuous vibration from my phone that woke me up. I was so sleepy that I couldn’t even read the name of the caller properly or even differentiate if it was a call or an alarm.”The flight is at 6, please get up, I don’t…

“Can we walk a bit?” I asked him. He looked at me stern yet nodded. I knew he wanted the answer to his question. But how can I answer him when my answer is him? My heart started to beat faster. I convinced him to walk with me but what…

Miseries of the Mortals There are times in our lives when we feel lost, directionless and in darkness. When we look around, nothing ever seems to be hopeful. Our eyes look for happiness but we don’t find any. We get deeper into the melancholic hurricane of our own thoughts that…

I had a long day. I sat on the floor, my head resting on the wall, closed my eyes, took a deep breathe and looked on the empty wall opposite. “Are all these struggles worth my efforts? Should I just run away from all the troubles?” I thought of myself…

Unboxing Life I woke up to a strange sound all over the place. Where was it coming from? I don’t know. Strangely familiar yet I am unable to recognise it. I rubbed my eyes and slowly got up. Where am I? I had no answers. This is not my house…

Huge and transparent jar of captivity, restricted women for ages from their activity, Women in a jar look alluring they say, for our protection, this is the cost we pay. This jar holding our souls, powerful yet suffocating, we may get out someday, some, still waiting. Jars of glass make…

Festivals make every Indian household nothing less than a madhouse. You can see the ladies of the house trying to cook as many delicacies that they know and have heard of, literally tireless. Oh, there are the men over there, trying to do things that they are being told by…

“Be good and behave yourself. You know why is Divya didi taking you to her house, Right?” Amma asked me. I stood there combing my hair over what Amma had already combed. “Remember, you are going for Kanya pooja. Today is when you girls get the power of being a…

The girl who loved the sky, isn’t she the one who dreamt to fly high? Thick and dense were those clouds, for whom, she would leave the crowds. She would look at them in awe, feeling a saga of emotions, wildly raw. The entire sky was her favourite canvas, she would…