Cake was evil. Chocolate was for normal sized kids, not for a huge girl like her. "But it's your mom's birthday cake," her dad reminded her. But the answer was still a big no. She went to school with her boring sandwich and an orange. Of course, she wasn't going to eat more than a…Read more Evil Food
She believed in love. Growing up on a healthy diet of Shah Rukh Khan movies and Hollywood rom-com gave her dreams. They gave her ideas and hope. "Damn you, Bollywood," she complained, trying to get the image of SRK's intense eye expressions out of her mind. Others said times were changing and romance was dead.…Read more Romance is not Dead
Was she supposed to dislike herself every day? The other girls at school acted like she was the ugliest person they'd ever seen. "You'd be a good catch if you weren't so fat," one said. And then another one thought that she was too big. "Are girls supposed to be small, Mom?" She asked finally…Read more A Big Girl
It was her love that held her prisoner. It wasn't anybody else's dreams that stopped her. But what if you woke up one day and realised that your dreams were a living nightmare? And what if you found out that you were the creator of your own misery?
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
"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.
Wasted years turned into sudden regret. She could blame nobody but herself. Choices are personal yet circumstances are created by more than one. She yearned for the lost years. Precious days and months and years spent in a loveless cloud. She had fooled herself believing that she wanted just that. "Is it too late?" The voice…Read more Too late for love?