A bunch of us were drinking at the Dhaba near college. It was a girls’ night out.
How I longed to have the guts to ask her for her number. But all I manage to say is, “I’ll see you around sometime”.
I love my intuitions, love impulsions, and also thrive on it. I owe the most beautiful experiences of my life to my emotional self.
I wonder if I will ever wear beautiful dress or suit,
I wonder if my family will ever be there,
I wonder if their eyes would be filled with love or disappointment,
I wonder, if I ever say 'I do' will anyone be there?
Five years of denial. Five years of confusion. Five years of analysing my feelings and myself to death.
Wherever you are, but to say ‘wherever’ would be incorrect, I do know where you are.
They call India a democracy – where the men in power are ‘representatives’ of the society, where people can speak their minds, where people are ‘free’ – to do what they like, when they like it.
My baby boy is 3! It seems like yesterday, when we brought him home from the hospital.