Heroes, Just For One Day

Over the past few months I’ve been cutting out all toxicity and inauthenticity from my life and although I haven’t entirely succeeded (sometimes I fail to the point of seeming hypocritical), this process has allowed me the regrettable observation that most of our heroes today live by some incredible double standards. I remember watching the…

Departures

It’s been a long two years and I thought the months would never end. In June 2017, I entered what would become my second home, although I didn’t know it then. The paint was peeling off the walls, chipped cement lined the dingy staircase, the staff restroom looked like a chemistry lab gone wrong and…

Take Me Riding on the Moonlight with You

Take me riding on the moonlight with you. Take me gliding across the deep blue sky with its vastness and wonders true.   Take me across the pure, warm stars to a light of our reckoning, a sleep that is beckoning to us as if it was always there, soberly waiting.   Why must my…

For Toru

A quiet lake exists before me The waters as still as still can be The blue, blue sky is nothing but a canopy to its understated turquoise beauty.   I throw a pebble across the water Three loci of concentric circles appear As if disillusioned by the sudden agitation Seeking outwardly the disruptor Only to…

An Assortment… ed. 2

“If you don’t know what you want, the doorman said, you end up with a lot you don’t.”   “How much gratitude for a little sherbet, thought Maneck, how starved they seemed for ordinary kindness.” – “What happens but once might as well not have happened at all.” – “Though I cannot tell why it…

Didi and Proud

At 14, I left my life in Dubai for a journey of discovery in India out of my own will. At 16, I headed Make A Difference’s first partnership-based library project in Mangalore. At 18, I became President of Chicago-based Bookwallah’s chapter in Bangalore. At 20, I left home to chart new waters in Mumbai…

Meethi baatein- Life, Brewed #003

On the wee hours of a June date, I exited the airport in triumph. As it turns out, airport officials can be relentless. First, it was the lady behind the check-in counter with whom I pleaded to let me go with my 3 kgs of excess baggage. She pleaded back saying she’d like not to…

Rest, Unrest, and the Rest

I try to sleep but my thoughts run awry and my heart is restless in a songless cry. I write to you but the ink runs out even as words fail to form in this songless bout. I wish I could tell you, I really do try but no words in this language seem to…