Amma
There are so many things I want to thank you for and it’s hard to choose one – between the times you silently slip your fingers into mine to tell me everything will be okay, whenever I …...
5 Years Ago
We’ll meet again
There’s this thing about my brain that doesn’t make it tick – it is more episodic than semantic. It remembers the texture of the mustard yellow sweater you wore when we first met.…...
5 Years Ago
I thought I saw someone like you
In the library this morning, when I was picking up the books I had dropped while standing in the queue. I thought I saw your hazel eyes look up for a tick from the pile of newspapers covering your …...
5 Years Ago
Remember me
For the verses I write; broken and uncertain. For my taste in music, never mind how poorly I sing. For the magic I would never stop believing in. For the brownies I bake, to make up for every time …...
5 Years Ago
Dinner table conversations
There’s quiet in the hall. There are people sitting together, but between them there’s a massive, invisible wall. Nobody asks to pass the ladle, or for extra pepper in their soup –…...
5 Years Ago
Smoke
We are a strange species. We dream of a new blue canvas in a dreary moor. We envisage a paradise but concoct ruins. We wantonly tread on broken glass and barbed wires, but whine of bruised will and…...
5 Years Ago
