At thirteen, I thought I would be prettier if I had fair skin At twenty, I fell in love with my uneven brown skin tone At twenty-five, why am I going back to feeling thirteen? At thirteen, everyone around me laughed at me for being short At twenty, I told myself that my height was … Continue reading twenty-five
Tag: love
Love & Lies
Read hundreds of love stories,watched thousands of love dramas, heard a million love songs,and it still hasn’t been enough toconvince me about l-o-v-e. Received a few love letters,filled with honey-laced poetic phrases,having the same underlying message-pretentious and delusional, it is hard to convince me they ain’t l-i-e-s. Committed myself to three relationships,hopeful at least one would show … Continue reading Love & Lies
Grief
‘Twas your typical day. The sun was out, and the birds were chirping away happily. The sky was painted in a perfect shade of blue that hypnotises you into staring at it for hours altogether. The weather was pleasant, with a slight breeze to keep you fresh on a sunny day. I would have never … Continue reading Grief
Chipped nail polish, chocolate stained jeans, and cheeky smiles
As adults, we are all trying to recollect how it once felt when we, friends, were together - young and alive. Let’s take a stroll down memory lane, shall we? The school was a time when we met every single day yet never got tired of each other (Maybe we did? I love you, guys). … Continue reading Chipped nail polish, chocolate stained jeans, and cheeky smiles
Little Things
// your hands fits in mine like it’s made just for mebut bear this in mind, it was meant to be We do not hold hands often as it makes my palms sweaty. But, in the few times that we have had our hands intertwined, it has made me believe in fairy tales. I might … Continue reading Little Things
When I meet you
From across the room,I could feel your stare burn holes onthe side of my face.When I turned, your gaze was stillfixated on me; totally unfazedthough I caught you staring at me. I frowned and started walking towards youso I could confront you for making mefeel-feel uncomfortable,feel conscious;“No one has stared at me for this long!”and, … Continue reading When I meet you
Letting Go
Original art by Abinaya Ramesh I kept searching for an answerTo the simplest question,“Why did I leave you?”I loved you so much andI gave it my all, butAt one point,I had nothing more to give I felt empty being with youday after dayNot knowing the reason I started thisEven that reason was not enough To make … Continue reading Letting Go
Not on my Watch
Six years ago, on Children's day when I was with my parents, I saw you inside a mall for the first time. The new extension of Bawadi Mall was open, and we went there to see what new shops had opened up. Our eyes met, and it was love at first sight. You wore my … Continue reading Not on my Watch
To All the Bottles I’ve Lost Before
It’s hard to admit your feelings openly about certain people as well as your belongings. So here I am, writing these letters to the bottles that I have lost but dearly admired. Don’t think I’m weird for admiring a water bottle. But, you learn to love it when you keep losing it and have to … Continue reading To All the Bottles I’ve Lost Before
Parting gift
Shilpa Reddy, a neighbour of Emily Anderson had a story to tell. Emily loved playing with Shilpa and wanted to be like Shilpa when she grew up. She was a tall girl with long straight hair and sharp facial features. She was currently doing 2nd year in B.A. Literature and loved narrating stories. This is … Continue reading Parting gift
World of Jeana 