A letter to everyone I ever loved, almost loved, fell for and wished I could stop loving.

Hi lover, Thank you for being a part of my life. You’ve made nostalgia sweeter to remember, and our time together will always be precious to me. I don’t want to forget the bad, but I’m trying to make peace and get over it. Holding on to you or pining over you isn’t healthy or […]

Writing is Masochism

Writing for pleasure is code for, I’m into masochism. There is a lot of joy and happiness when you see a finished piece is a big fat lie. An orgasm lasts longer than that fleeting moment of joy. I’m proud of my work that has been published, but I always want to do better, or […]

I wonder

I wanted to write poems about her. I wanted to describe how she was like a rajnigandha flower, mellow yet intense. Her beauty was sublime, and when she smiled, she always held back. I wanted to describe her long beautiful hair, the dramatic turns, head nods, eye rolls, and expressions. But I can’t write poems about anymore […]

Rant ∞

WTF. I just wanted to start with that and I’ve probably done it before, mostly not. I can’t possibly imagine myself doing anything in life at this point. I feel superbly useless, like a failure, waste of space, time and continuum. It’s all because I’m doing really badly in class at the University. I don’t […]

Proust Questionnaire

I discovered the Marcel Proust Questionnaire via the rumlolarum.com blog post. I wanted to answer it. What is your idea of perfect happiness? First sip of good coffee. What is your most marked characteristic? My sass and hair flip. What do you consider your greatest achievement? Getting through. What is your greatest fear? Getting stuck. What […]

ಮನೆ (Mane) // Home

Trigger Warnings: Depressed Leaving home is something I’ll never get used to and I don’t get why! I have always wanted to get out and go see the world but each experience only makes me grow fonder of home. Home is not that physical building which we’ve changed more frequently than the Karnataka state government. […]

Losing it

“I wouldn’t be surprised, In the middle of the night, to Find Vinay watching me in my room. I’d just say “Go home Vinay, it’s creepy.”” And she laughed loudly at me, then repeated it To everyone around me. We are… were friends, I tried many times to be Friendly, And not creepy. “You’re so […]