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Before we start over…
A few years ago I was fully invested in this blog, trying to think up new ways to make this amazing and spectacular and all things like that. Then it was discovered by a moron who ruined it for me while on some mad quest for revenge (he did not get this…’revenge’ *yawn*) Now that Continue reading
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About her
Some nights, when she knows I am alone she’ll come down and knock twice. If I catch it, I open. She won’t enter, no. Not until she holds my heart and feels it beat, at twice the speed. She turns me around, and puts it back in. Brings her lips closer, as it beats quicker. Continue reading
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Women and Public Spaces
The following is a speech I delivered at NGAGE 2021, an event conducted by the Bangalore-based NGO Durga India, where I was the keynote speaker. I have been invited here to answer the question- ‘How I experience public spaces as a woman.’ To get into this however, I think it is first important to identify Continue reading
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How That Night Went
I have only a vague memory of this- the few sensations I could salvage from a piece of memory soaked in alcohol- it was my birthday after all. We sat on my bed, fresh sheets- a deep red with specks of gold, laid out clean and straight a few hours before. On my body is Continue reading
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Self Deprivation
I have not written for myself in a long time. So I feel myself break breaking slowly away. Continue reading
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Woolf on the Streets
This is a blessing of the face mask. I have finally become a lot more comfortable in public, and have successfully been able to resist the urge to only observe myself. Hiding behind it, I focus now on others and the spaces they occupy. These others are almost always men, and during some opportune moments, Continue reading
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This Panda Lamp
I had forgotten about this Panda lamp until a few moments ago when I realized all the three bulbs in my room did not have enough power except for when it came to ruining my already weak eyesight. This Panda lamp was collecting dust in an old shelf. I suspected that it would not work, Continue reading
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The Nature of Silence
A million thoughts and ideas mock me everyday, only to come into a dead silence when confronted with an empty sheet. What to write? what to say? What to do next? Silence is a power I wish I exercised control over. But it is a blank slate I use and misuse on many occasions. An Continue reading
The personal accompanied by fiction, generous hints of erotica, garnished with the many struggles of being me.
ANIKA ELIZ BABY 