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 –…

Do you think the way I do?

These days, there’s a thrumming in me that I cannot stop. I wake up not knowing what to do with it and I go to sleep at night feeling weary and afraid of myself. Most of the times I forget how lucky I am – unable to be thankful for the opportunities given to me, the…

Adulthood and city lights.

Adulthood used to be a process until I realized adulthood, to me, came in one exact moment rather than snapshots of them. Of course, it’s prettier in my head. Ideals usually are. The pivotal moment which defines the adult in me was and will always be city lights. Its a little funny, this entity of…

“You’ve got a second chance”

Watching this video made me cry. The song, ‘Medicine’ by Daughter resonates even deeper. It is rare that I let sentiments and emotions merge so willingly and radically. This dance attacked me from my usual morning reveries and now I am stumped with the pieces of life and death stacked together – howe did we ever learn…