Sitting on heaps of essentials, In the castle of my privileges. Feeling blessed every moment, Locked in with loved ones, I ask myself, Is this even a lockdown, I keep ranting about?
https://youtu.be/sXJioDAsZ10 Bandwidth is totally choked and writing or doing anything creative has been off the radar. The mind oscillates between fears of not being able to meet loved ones and there also is a realization that the lockdown isn’t really one when you are sitting in the castle of your privileges. It’s our changed routines… Continue reading Fedup Talks
Love beckons again. O my clad in white and pink, dame! I’m back in my blooming hues, Where the hell are you! Feels just like yesterday, Or last spring it was? You flirted with me from your balcony, Smiled and made gestures. That’s how season one, Of our romance begun! And then, One bright sunny… Continue reading Tree Tales
Two years of wielding the mics and making out with them and its been the most exhilarating journey of my life. I have woken up and how to the power of words, a strong voice and a warm connect across genders and generations. When my listeners reach out to me and say that they find… Continue reading My Voice
If it is my ground, it has to be his skies. If it is my pastels, it has to be his brights. if it is my soft steps, there have to be his gritty strides.
Watch video: https://youtu.be/rFtFY7eNisY My silver troops are marching on, Gallantly in all their glory. As I feel them in my crown, Each strand seems like saying, 'Come, sit na, I’ll tell you my story!' The lines on my forehead, The freckles on my cheeks, That crease around my neck, As I caress them all… Continue reading My Six Yards Are My Cape!
Watch video: https://youtu.be/btd6lFflfx8 Mother The balloons swayed slowly, And gave me a defiant gaze. The stony silence of my house, Stifled tons of guilt. The pitter-patter of September raindrops, Unleashed sarcasm, As if saying, “Try being a good mother’ For today at least” Son AAH! Was that my last birthday MY 15th one? My… Continue reading Banter Between Generations
Watch video: https://youtu.be/OOGD5NDtDpA Thirty Nine!Nay! That’s not my age.And that possibly cannot be my weight.Yes, it was this girl’s.And today I start her story,Back from some three and a half decades.As thin as a straw,She could get lost in a crowd of one,But she stood out always.As a daughter who wanted to be right,As a… Continue reading A mother, a girl, a woman
Just a few months back, I accidentally clicked on a silent video. A young girl’s restrained silence seethed through the innards of my heart. Every placard she held up reflected some pain, some anguish. A daughter of a martyred father holding up a placard saying she had less, if any, memories of the father and… Continue reading @ndgurmeharwonttweet: trolled into silence
From a famished 39 to a staggering 69, Voila! I have seen the best and worst of both the worlds by now! Read here