Dear Girl-I-Used-to-Be

Dear Girl-I-used-to-be I woke up empty today. I opened my eyes and nothing rushed at me. No thoughts crashed like waves at the shore of my consciousness. I just lay there and did not care what time it was, what day it was, what clothes I wanted to wear today-and you know what the most … Continue reading Dear Girl-I-Used-to-Be

Of a Writer who Wasn’t

Of intellectual bloodbaths and universal crossroads, I began to write of things that never lost their glory; of people who were quoted often but seldom understood and of ideas that were held absolute but never saw light except for in books or in songs. I threw glances outside the window and borrowed plots from everything … Continue reading Of a Writer who Wasn’t

The Single Life is Not Worth Living

I’ve tried, okay? I’ve tried to accept that our relationship has ended. I’ve tried to believe in the possibility of falling for someone else. I’ve given in to the idea that there can be more than one true love. If Socrates believed that the unexamined life is not worth living, I’ll agree. I decided to … Continue reading The Single Life is Not Worth Living

The Art of Being Confused

When I first moved to Bangalore about four years ago, the only thing I knew was I wanted to live by myself. I’d been wanting to do that since I started college. It’s how I imagined my life to be. My mother, who had accompanied me to Bangalore for a short while, would constantly pester … Continue reading The Art of Being Confused

Reflecting on Her

What I attempt here is a reflection on my relationship with a friend, tracing the trajectory it took over time. It is something I have produced after lengthy consultation with the individual concerned. I could not have possibly reflected on my relationship with her without hearing her side of the story. The last couple of … Continue reading Reflecting on Her