6th September 2020 Dear Anand, Has it really been almost 7 months since the world went into a shutdown? Some days I wonder had we both known then whether you and I would have chosen any different. I have spent many a long hours in the past 6 months dreaming of alternate scenarios to roads I didn’t take. I suppose pretty much everyone else around … Continue reading 6th September 2020 | Dear Anand
Dear Reader Something about Sunday mornings, isn’t there? It has always been my favourite day of the week. Growing up, Sunday mornings used to be an ear-splitting affair at my parents house. My father would always tune in the weekly Hindu bhajan program at 10.00.am. Precisely the exact moment the indian AG church opposite our house would start their service even though the iTaukei AG … Continue reading Sundays with Shyamni
To The Children of The Girmityas When your great-grandparents had lived in coolie lines and your grandparents lived on leased lands that were taken away after a lifetime of toil on that soil. You can’t blame your parents if they didn’t exactly get the concept of home right. I’ve watched my parents build their house from nothing. I’ve seen many kinds of people on … Continue reading 24/24
To The 35+’s Whose Bones Have Started To Creak It’s your shoulders you have to work on. You never realise till it’s stooped all the way to your knees that they bear the most weight as you age. If you search deep you’ll discover that it isn’t the fear of something not working out if you venture into the unknown that’s stopping you from … Continue reading 23/24
We think ‘innovate’ and we think tech, shinny, advanced. I’ve spent so much of my adult life unlearning things I was taught as a young person that sometimes it feels like instead of progressing with the rest of the world, I’m constantly swirling in this same vortex. And I think it’s so important for us to educate each other especially women that innovation doesn’t necessarily … Continue reading 22/24
To My Sister Whom I Don’t Hear It’s selfish I know. That lately I actually don’t let you speak. That before you finish, I start talking about some other insignificancy. I don’t listen, you scream. That it’s not always about me, you scream. That I don’t understand you have things to get off your chest too, you scream. There’s something I’ve never told … Continue reading 21/24
Friendship is so much harder than love. With love there are no questions. It’s just sheer acceptance of everything you are. But friendship – it strips you. Layer after layer. It scoffs at your nervous inhibitions Laughs out loudly at your flaws Rolls it’s eyes at your trophies. When it’s done peeling you all the way to your core It’ll gather you up … Continue reading 19/24
You thought you had killed me. You waited till the vultures came. I watched your shoulders disappear into the heat haze. I once thought those shoulders would protect me from anything. It took me a long time to crawl out of where you had left me. My chest, arms, belly, thighs, knees scraped raw. Occasionally one of the deeper wounds on my belly … Continue reading 18/24
I am so sorry that your mother didn’t tell you that a wife could be the road untravelled. That that adventure you’re seeking across the seas, in unknown cities could be a woman. I am so sorry that your mother couldn’t make you see that a wife could be more than pure milk. That she could just be the frothiest milkshake you’d … Continue reading 15/24
Your tribe isn’t always the brotherhood, fun times and safe spaces. Sometimes you are entwined to your tribe in a web of lies, buried secrets and dried blood. Sometimes the very people you are repelled by, the ones you pray you never become like, want nothing to do with, are the only ones you have faith in. To protect who you really … Continue reading 14/24
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