Archive for authorValerie

Identity
A Love Letter (Not!)
Dear Abhopus,
Bengaluru Pride & Karnataka Queer Habba 2012
One Last
Tonight, I am missing you. They just sang Sanda Kozhi Kozhi. They are celebrating my new job, here at home. Geet, Mints, Ami, KJ and Sumi are all here. They
Hold Me
Hold me. Stay here. I’d like to feel.
Don’t…Don’t go away for I like your smell.
Don’t step back for I feel something warm,fuzzy and comforting.
Don’t withdraw for I …
Not Anymore
A little too anxious, Heena was tossing and turning on her bed. She wanted to dig a hole and bury her face into the earth, like an ostrich. She could …
He Said
It really was ‘A Bad Day’. The script was haunting me. Backstage drama had reached its peak. I stormed out of the green room and walked. Simply walked. It was …
A Bad Day : An Interpretation
It was one of those busy days. As I was walking up the college driveway, I saw her walk inside the gate. She was fiddling with her phone. I tried …
The Fifth Date
We were four pitchers down.
It was the fifth date.
Alcohol gave her liquid courage she said.
It was just verbal diarrhea, I thought.
She looked cute, telling me stories …
A Cup of Tea
Dear Kat,
Sometimes I wonder, what would I do without you? You are that one friend who knows me inside out. You have seen me broke, drunk, fail exams, heartbroken, …
And Then…
There we were. Sitting in a coffee shop. Talking sharing and bonding. Surprisingly I ended up sharing with her a lot of stories; I usually don’t share with strangers. And, …
Fact and (or) Fiction
It’s Not Me! It’s You!
Lord knows how many times I have used this line, but there is something about you. Really. Believe me. There is. Not that there wasn’t something about G, T, L, …
Simply Queer 1.0
The Sea, Stories and You
The Date That Was…
Somewhere Deep Within
Somewhere deep within…
I see you cross your legs and sit right across me
I hear you smoke that cigarette
I see you fiddle with your hair
I hear your …
If You Could
If you could see what I see, you would know why I choose to sleep
If you could hear what I hear, you would know why the silence
If you …