Not All Men.

Not All Men.

Imagine a basket of shiny grapes, go ahead and pick out the sour ones by plain sight. **** I was 7. Cycling with a friend on the street where I lived. "Heyyy, sexy. Get in, will you?" You said cruising past me repeatedly in your yellow Alto. Sexy. I was 7. "What does sexy mean, [...]

Blurred Faces.

Blurred Faces.

Somewhere whilst growing up, our faces blurred out. Our personalities lost within, our sharpened bodies. Nurse brings in the new born. "What was your first born?" She asks the mother. "A boy." The mother replies. "Congrats! your family is now complete." She says, handing over a baby girl. The mother smiles unaware of this social [...]

That Place.

That Place.

That Place. Everyone has a place that's close to them on an intimate level. Some sort of go-to place. Knowingly or unknowingly we keep finding ourselves back there, in that place. To some, this may be their Happy place. Mine is more like a place where my mind turns blank. I've experienced a rush of [...]

I see myself in Her.

I see myself in Her.

"Aunty, the ball fell in your garden." This girl said, knocking on my gate this evening. I had gone outdoors with a mug of tea and a book to read. But their game had gotten interesting and soon enough, I was engrossed. I saw so much of myself in her. I was this little girl [...]