This piece was published first published in Agents of Ishq on September 3, 2020. You can read it here: http://agentsofishq.com/dear-girls-who-sent-nudes/ Also available in Hindi here: http://agentsofishq.com/hi/dear-girls-who-sent-nudes/
Every message that I sent To read it he was hell bent. Peering eyes behind a screen Looming all over an anxious teen. Every picture, every text Always wondering, what was next? My first internet friend A personal, private fiend. But I too knew some secret code And so I slipped on incognito mode. Sniggering,… Continue reading Poetry: To the spy behind my webcam
This story was first published in a wonderful, inter sectional online magazine – Mag 20/20 https://www.magtwentytwenty.com/ on 23 August 2020. You can read it here: https://www.magtwentytwenty.com/post/the-bloody-letter-anika-baby
This article was published on the Youth Ki Awaaz website on 28th July 2020. You can read it here: https://www.youthkiawaaz.com/2020/07/we-parceled-discrimination-to-dubai/
This article was published on the Youth Ki Awaaz website on 26th July, 2020 Find it here: https://www.youthkiawaaz.com/2020/07/how-board-exams-became-the-death-of-me/
The first rhetorical question that they ask you will form the tiniest crack in your mind. But a crack, nevertheless. And a crack is all it takes. Words don’t need too much space to enter, and so the tiniest words – the ifs, ands, buts, thes, ors, hows and whys will all slowly sneak themselves… Continue reading The first crack.
I first met him when he was admitted in the little hospital room buried deep in the corner of the long corridors of Baby Memorial Hospital. I stared at the 50 year old man curled up in fetus position, his bulging eyes stared back at me from the two dark hollows that spread underneath them.… Continue reading In Sickness…
Two sisters find themselves in a Bangaloreception.
reliving a trauma I took too long to accept.
“Mina! come and help me in the kitchen, simply sitting and watching tv.” “Yaa Mina, go do kiitcheen work, ahahha” Nino teased. Mina glared at her brother. “He was older, he was also dumber, but why did he never have to work in the kitchen?” she thought to herself, “what a douchebag” she said out… Continue reading Cook Little Mina, Cook!