Depression is a menace. I talk so frequently about depression and mental health because I understand that there are a lot of people around the world who might be suffering from this disease that slowly sits in their mind and starts to consume them. I’ve been at the receiving end of it for 6 months […]Read More Out of bed or in it?
I’ll take this day to tell you about the woman who shaped me into the person I am today. For the first 15 years of my life, I feared my mother more than I feared my father which is very unlikely in an Indian household. My mother was a very strict and uncompromising woman who […]Read More Woman.
The following blog is my update on how I’m dealing with depression and my mental health. Read and know me better than you already do. Unfold my epitaph. I wake up to spring today. The sun has come down a little and is peeping through my window, vying for my attention. It doesn’t know I […]Read More D for Depression. I for Ignorance?
The text in the above image was written by me and this is my personal opinion. I’m not referring to all men here because I personally have had the privilege to be good friends with men who were feminists. However, I am vociferously referring to a LOT of men. The only F word that shuns […]Read More The F word.
I want to write something beautiful today because I feel beautiful with all this make up and nice outfit I’m wearing( No kidding, I’m attaching pictures for you to see). I want to write an idea that creates magic and flows like rainbow bubbles all over your headspace. I want to write something that touches […]Read More My idea of an idea!
There is only one way to become a hero-You have to save their life. Um, I save my own, day after day. But does that count too? My pale arms have become a little canvas for silver blades that love all the crimson red that flows through my body. I stand at the balcony, smoking […]Read More That damn mind.
The following post is a work of fiction. I’ve written this imagining a couple whose relationship is following apart and how hard they’re trying to hold on. The words I throw at you when I’m ablaze with anger stay with me. They break on my tongue like a glass house and sometimes, I swallow the […]Read More The miles between us!