I am walking down the street when I feel a few eyes on me. I look sideways and see a few guys gaping at me. Is it my dress? Is it my hair? No. I keep walking, they hoot. They call out a few names and laugh among them. I am uncomfortable now. I walk
Like Heraclitus put it, “Change is the only constant thing in this world”. Really, who even likes change unless it is leading to something better. Even then, a certain depressive episode follows when you are going away from a certain place or thing. A nostalgic wave of memories and ache crosses right across your body.
You did not like it when the alarm blew at 6 in the morning and you had to get up, get ready and go to school? Or were you one of those annoying little kids who just loved waking up in the morning? It doesn’t matter. Either one of you will relate to this. This
Women have their emotions all over the place. They have to look after themselves, pay the bills, balance their career with their personal lives, their families, their babies, the big babies they married, the pet’s babies and this is only a fraction of those things. A whole another level of problems involve what to wear,
As I think about “the generation of the millennials”, I ponder over the changes that they have gone through since the last, umm, Xennials. The period that defines the millennials is if they were born between 1981-1996/1997. Well, welcome then. I am not going to point out the flaws and the lacuna or degradation. I
“My greatest loss, huh?”, she asked the interviewer. Her eyes were gleamy. One could not tell if she was in pain or deep regret. She seemed to walk down an unperturbed memory lane. She sat there. Lips sealed, for like a minute. “Ma’am? Your greatest loss? Do you recall any?”, the interviewer distracted her. She
A strained relationship is about to carry so many emotions together within it. The day was warm but she was particularly edgy. She had picked up the phone a few minutes ago yet the blood in her vessels rushed with the highest speed. Her serenity seemed lost in the woods of anxiety. She was in
So often we have a dream so good we wish it were true. Some of us are lucky and for some, dreams just remain that. But, how cool would it be if it did? She used to see this guy every day. Right across the corridor. Hanging with his friends. Grinning and giggling. Sometimes, laughing