timepass – Atha with Anita Satyajit

Poetry – On writing

Always I have waited, for words to be wise before they are permitted on paper, evaluated, judged and criticized for accuracy lest they be decried as mere crap. A mask of intelligence seemed necessary, vulnerability was deemed un-necessary, always it felt more important to hide, all that actually needed to be shown. Moments rare areContinueContinue reading “Poetry – On writing”

A typical conversation

Morning as soon as Pranav wakes up, S measures his face with his palm and pretends to be surprised by how he has grown up. Then he proceeds to measure my face with his palm and tells Pranav that Mama’s face has grown taller. Face grown taller! I ran to the mirror to ensure thatContinueContinue reading “A typical conversation”