I am an engineer, irrespective of the number of makeup products I put on my face. Despite being an oestrogen secreting human invading a testosterone wrought domain, I am proudly and loudly feminine. I switch from being a steel capped boot person to a flashy, 3 inch heel person as easily as I switch between…
You burned
Neither of us saw it coming. BOOM! The force of it blew me off the pedestal of our warped existence. ‘It’s coming down,’ my inner voice warned, quivering ever so slightly. I felt the double edged choke of hope and fear. This was it, I realized. A divine intervention. What now? I squinted through the…
No win-win for women.
I see a lot of hard-feelings from housewives hating on working women on my Facebook newsfeed. The latter probably deserve it for their condescending attitudes towards stay-at-home moms. Putting the hatred and condescension aside, I want to talk to those women willing to listen and love those on the other side. I am not a mom nor a housewife so…
Old Tunes
And suddenly I find you, Embedded in this song and that tune As sure as the lyrics but… Inaudible, intangible Lurking surreptitiously Faint footprints slowly fading Going…but not gone Showing…but not shown Overwritten, scribbled out Code after code, Function after function With no return values But alas… The mind is not a program
Painting Her Lips
‘I know it all,’ she whispered, swallowing what could have been a tear. Or was it a yawn? She looked like she hadn’t slept for days. Blue-grey veins peeked from where the concealer had shifted under persistent digging of fingernails. ‘But you see, logic isn’t the language of the heart.’ Her voice was almost inaudible…
Love and Snow
I scraped up the remains of that winter when it all began. Snow that fell in london as you and I fell in love in some other corner of the world. I wanted to hold onto that beginning somehow, store it in a jar, hang it on a wall, decorate it in a mantelpiece. But…
Human Thief
This, you should know. You won’t find it in the telly or news or mundane chit chats at dinner on Friday night. No one will update their status, share it as a story or stop you in the streets. Almost as though it wasn’t important at all. But it is. And you need to know….
The Face God Gave Me
I work through wet tangles in my hair as carefully as I would detangle my heart. De-knot, brush, smooth, repeat, the motions go. I catch my concentrated face in the mirror and for a second my reflection startles me. I almost don’t know the person staring back. She looks familiarly unfamiliar, like the woman in…
Glasgow to Geneva
30th June 2011. I was a day old graduate, you a week older. We were big and proud, bigger and prouder, biggest and proudest we had ever been. We spent the whole of June trying to live the month as one long day, turning mornings into nights and nights into mornings, half-heartedly climaxing into an…
The Greek adventure…where do I begin?
It was like being suspended in a 5 day long, feta-induced #foodcoma. The literary reference has little to do with my obsession with all things food. Or my need to write elaborately and flamboyantly about anything and everything. The Santorini experience truly was a kaleidoscope of gastronomic delights. Am I committing blasphemy glorifying the Greek…
‘…because you are a girl.’
I remember the day I came outside a programming lab crying my eyes out. I was studying nearly two years worth of engineering courses that second year because technically, it was my first. The dilemma? How to apply knowledge faster than I was gaining it. The darling professor, a kind withered soul, looked at my sorry…
Hello world!
My mind is out of disk space. Can I log into yours?
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