628 (3)

"It's okay. It is. Okay?" Peering behind curtains, searching for a face. I have 5 minutes. Tick tock tick tock. A lungful of intoxicating smell. I've known this face for longer than I can remember. He's half asleep. I could just stand here, forever. I touch his shoulder, not knowing if he would respond to... Continue Reading →

Grey Skies (2)

It is a wet, grey evening draining itself into darkness. I get a call. There has been an accident. I sit there. Then I pack. It is a misty, early morning in Mumbai. As I wipe the fog off my window, I wait to arrive at my stop, unaware of how often and for how... Continue Reading →

Pieces (1)

I haven't been able to write because I do not fully comprehend what I attempt to say. During a time when I hold on to things fragile and distant, I wonder if something has changed. Something that has escaped from my being. As fragmented as the thought is, I write for I know that the pieces ought... Continue Reading →

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