They told me I was galaxies that roam this infinite universe. They told me that my mind was like the ocean; deep, unforgiving and fierce. They told me that I reminded them of tall trees; so firmly grounded by my feet. They told me I reminded them of black holes that floated with an air … Continue reading The anatomy of me.
You came halfway around the world And made it all the way into our hearts. One of you taught us focus while the other was hell-bent on spreading love, Put together, this weird concoction created a little magic of its own. The next day the roles reversed, one taught us to stand upright while the … Continue reading To the ones who taught me not to be sorry…
Four hundred year old temples And a Four thousand year old civilization I tell myself that this country of snake charmers just isn’t meant for me. But when I look back at this country so full of grace, There’s clearly something I fail to ace. You see, the fact that I’m the daughter of a … Continue reading What it means to be Indian
Four hundred year old temples Four thousand year old civilization I tell myself that this country of snake charmers just isn’t meant for me. But when I look back at this country so full of grace, There’s clearly something I fail to ace. You see, the fact that I’m the daughter of a Punjabi in … Continue reading What it means to be Indian
You called me at four in the morning. I picked up seeking the words that every heartbroken soul has pictured echoing in their ears for the past few years. And there it began. Your word vomit of everything I was unprepared to hear. I thought I’d be super cool Time had passed and I wouldn’t … Continue reading Midnight rings
My mum married her first love. My dad married his true love. Together, they gave me relationship goals that meant more than likes and comments. Sometimes, love is not poetic. It can hurt, yes. It can feel like a thousand beautiful dawns rising inside your body. But it’s not poetic. It’s not about those metaphors … Continue reading Relationship goals
The mirror sees you. It notices the scars that crease your face like constellations. It pays attention to your sunken eyes and dark outlines that sink into the pink. Stretch marks that stain the deepest blue around your curves. And scarlet nestle of spots that huddle around your leg. It tells you to smile more … Continue reading Reflection