Slam down the biological clock,Screaming at me tick tock, tick tock. Clomid, Metformins, that thirsty blood sucking syringe,Like it’s a past life revenge.Ensure a supply of Collagen and vitamins,Don’t you dream of a bottle of Heineken.Gluten free, high protein,Your unsolicited advice is truly bothering. Despair aligned to the moon waxing or waning,My wombs agnst is silently draining.Soaked bedsheets after nightfall,Awkward […]
If you asked me at 15 for exchanging my life for that of a man, I would grab the chance with both my hands. For longest period of time, I felt being man was so much easier. But today, I feel sorry for men. What! Am I bonkers? You will rub the gender pay gap in my face, the unfair […]
I know a lot of us are going through a series of emotions during these difficult times. Some of us could be worried about potential loss of income, for some it could be safety of our loved ones. Young parents will be juggling with a demanding regime whereas for some it could the idea of no social interaction.I am sharing […]
She walks in beauty from the celestial screen to fill up your days and dreams.He enters the battlefield with ammunition, strategy and lurking mystery.Ofcouse! It’s galaxial crisis or a page from forgotten history. They enter the club flamboyantly to soak in to the night of spirits, trance and dance.They enter the boardroom confidently with presentations, reviews and target.Ofcourse! It’s for […]
Treading on the dry rustling leaves,On the unknown, slippery path.Flaming skies, red gold trees,suffering from the changing season’s wrath.Eyes on the familiar distant land,Heart in the graves of my past.Fists clenched, chin up, in my woollen maroon band,Slowly, steadily on the unknown slippery path, until this turmoil lasts.Until this turmoil lasts. 22 November 2019
There was a time whenHarry Potter was a heroand the series was my bible.A quick apparation toHogwarts castle, a land of magicand adventurethe world was indeed my oyster. There was a time whenbooks were most precious possessionsMuch before mortgages and insurance.I chewed them at the breakfast tableI gulped them before dinner timeI read them underneath Geography textbooks, I read them with torch lights. There was a time when the only secrets I had was my book stashHidden strategically below my bed.Much before, the thousand scars neatly tucked away in my heart. There was a time whenHarry Potter was my heroand the series was my bible. Atleast I could stifle theDementors inside my books 2 June 2018
The Colloquial Chutney and Little Miss Elf 