Lines of red and some black, Patterns of symmetry, in those squares. The sky smiles this evening, She spreads the borders across the dusty balcony. The skies are raging, she is in a state of fury Love and hurt have breached all borders Turmoil has become the truth The pieces of her heart rest in…
It’s been six months. Yes. It has. Not very long. Not long enough. To flush you out. The memories. They haunt. That’s what their (one – and only) job is. But I haven’t worn it … … … till yesterday. And just like that, the heart listened . To the head. For once. Logic, twisted…
Spring is long gone. Summer is (almost) here. The ceiling fan creaks. The heat is oppressive. The AC has its mood swings, like it does every year. It’s passive-aggressive. Like pretty much every other thing in my life. But this summer, I know better. I won’t crib. No. I won’t I have made peace. I…
Yesterday was Women’s Day! And I find a mention in this list , probably the only one I will ever share with Indra Nooyi and Kiran Bedi!) I still don’t know how I made it, though! 🙂
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