The darkness inside was a sharp contrast to the sunny sky outside. She did her thing, running on auto pilot. It wasn't hard to fake a smile or two. People never bothered her much because they knew she was an introvert. But when she heard laughter, the ugly thoughts made her heart churn painfully. But…Read more Inside Outside
Hold her hand, Not so tight. Leave her hand, Not so fast.
Things got more complicated in the ninth standard, when our hormones started acting up. Suddenly, holding hands just wasn’t enough. A school in India wouldn’t allow much room for experimentation. Teachers kept an eye on who sat next to each other and were aware of the current couples and serious crushes. Most of us did…Read more An excerpt from Just me, the Sink & the Pot
Falling leaves around us, Darkening sky above. Calm before the storm, Raging thoughts inside.
Do you wish I was with you? My heart thinks you do. Do you miss our memories? My heart knows you do.
"Hold me," she asked without a syllable. He heard her. His strong arms surrounded her thoughts, making the terrible ones disappear. She said a silent thank you. His arms responded. They didn't need words.