I am on episode 4 of 13 Reasons Why. I cannot ingest more than two episodes in one sitting for obvious reasons. And even during the two episodes I watch , I pause sometimes. To think, about the male gaze for example or to imagine how it feels to be objectified as a woman- something […]Read more "Saying “Hi”"
I haven’t written for the longest time; even in my journal. I have been stable enough to not need to write and I decided I will only blog when the conditions are conducive for me to do so without worrying about my blog being inactive for a month or more. Five years blogging simply because […]Read more "Sweet Spots And Parachutes"
The year ended on a shitty note. This one begun on yet another shitty one; no surprise there. I’ve been so broke it’s hilarious and lucky for me, I’ve had friends give me fare, food and even pay up my contribution to a film venture whose production I was part of. I hate begging, but […]Read more "When The Heart Demands Following"
I have been crafting non-stop for the past two weeks. ‘Mornings are for crafting’ is the mantra I am living by at the moment- and I didn’t even have to make time for it; it kind of just fell effortlessly into my schedule. Mornings are for crafting, afternoons for films, evenings for yoga and nights […]Read more "Crafty Feelings"
Much of my teen and early adult life has been characterized by an uncertain and perhaps doomed-to-fail kind of future. My high school teacher had me choose law for my degree choices but I knew I would never go that way. I could never survive an 8-5 kind of career either; I knew this in […]Read more "Beauty as Soul Food"
There are days I spend Smiling and warm Down to my toe nails And I feel like There is beauty in everything That life isn’t too bad after allRead more "The Permanence of Pain"
Having come out of my grey self I now hang and swing between Absolute darkness And blinding light And my eyes They don’t strain They soak up in tears Then crinkle in glee At this world I now see The whites are harsh The blacks stern And all other colors In-between Are so deeply drenched […]Read more "IN HD"
I am wary of loving How many have I loved so And bled ages for And how strange that now All are nothing But mere statistics Strangers I know from some place For the stray cat I feed Whose roots I have no clue I care more Than I do The mere thought of those […]Read more "WITHOUT YOU"