Ghosts

You never changed all those years. Those shiny eyes, lopsided smile and a penchant for charm.

Fourteen (Words, Worlds and Girlhood Teenage)

What exactly have you been so afraid of? Take the steps you want, run around in the bushes, touch all the leaves you want to – you won’t be dirtying anything. You are a devotee of words; you are a dreamer of worlds. You shall only know peace when you have your dragon and the dragon wishes to keep learning different ways of expression, the shifts, the slides, and the falls and rises. Hear the air around you. Aren’t your breaths sounding more courageous than before?

Seven (My Mother In Me)

I sit cross-legged on the bed, notes on Code of Civil Procedure on my right thigh, the bare act to my left and inhale the sound of retro music playing on the radio. Mom loves Vividh Bharati.The AC cold swirls around in the air and pulls me by the tip of my nose to write […]