Of identities

Perhaps I am sensitive. Perhaps I get offended easily. Growing up (and even now), I never could understand how people could so callously comment on your identity, as though they know you so much better than you. Growing up, I had to contend with regular remarks that seemed accusatory – things like, “Oh you are such…

Seventeen and counting

1. I first saw you, a little, across the room – ponytailed, bright, open, and boisterous. 9. Once, twice, thrice – I thought I almost lost you yet I was the same towards you like how I was towards my only other loved one – I stayed and waited for you to come back. You…

H i d e

I hide a lot. It seems, these days, all I do is hide. Behind texts, smiles, laughter, silence, and in between lines, the sheets, and the changing of days. It has been a while since I have answered a sincere Yes or No to requests, questions, or statements. I meander between a coy maybe –…

Dix – La Fin

10 – You are not my forever friend. I chant it like a mantra; I chant as though my life depends on it. I deem you the shooting star in the sky, the chocolate sprinkles on top of treasured ice creams, the crust of my favourite lemon meringue pie; you are the start of every…

Heartbreak in 90 days.

#1 Denial And. So. We have begun to paper bag items We Bought together And I have ensured they No longer faced the front No Longer In the room In my presence In my – #2 Anger I thought about you today. For a long time, I welded your affections with my reconciliations and pretended…

The end.

So this is it. I held perfection in my hands and watched my weight of expectation crushed it in its entirety. Six The feeling gnawed at me. I waited with bated breaths. Incoming. Enlightenment. None came. The circle does not lie. What goes around does come around. Life is a full circle. One I still…