Student of Indraprastha College for Women, University of Delhi. Colours Dreams Life Love And the insatiable desire to learn and absorb
Ideas of a Nation – Demographies
Remember when in school, we were asked ‘what are the crucial causes for all our problems’, and we would raise our hands enthusiastically to say, ‘large population’? I clearly remember being one of the students who would always have an answer ready for a question like this, and the answer always was, ‘high population, illiteracy [...]
Respected Lal Kishanchand Advani You are an intelligent man. There are many who worship you and there are many who follow you in the path that you lead. I am but a mere commoner. I have no means and I have no power. You are all I seem to have. The media tells me that [...]
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I felt like Virginia Woolf, in ‘A Room Of One’s Own’ the only difference being that she looked for literature by women in the 18th century, while I frantically searched for movies solely about Dalits and their condition in India. No, I’m not looking for documentaries, because a documentary maker is unselfish in a way, creating [...]
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This time when she picked up her pen again, she was resolute in its use. The plastic cap was removed and she stuck it behind her ear, hoping to forget its existence for the next few hours. She got up hurriedly to look for paper. Paper that had long been saved for scribbles, mumblings and [...]
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It must be strange feeling to be lost. Lying somewhere indescribable, Invisible from scrutiny And maybe soon, just a bit Rusted from untamed perceptions It’s comfortable to be lost. A pen lying forgotten, Unwritten, unused, In a bit of a dilemma With the purpose it should serve And the desires it should fulfil But after [...]
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It takes the strangest questions to know That life is not what it seems At the outset, in the thick of things In places long shadowed by luring masses What was the big bang? The sun would be asked imploringly And the answer could be in books With pages softened by the moisture Of [...]
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Flowers wilted under the heat of a summer in Delhi. Buses rushed by, emitting putrid fumes, swirling like a winter’s fog on a summer’s day above the traffic. Cars crawled in slow putrefaction of time and occasionally a scream or a shout was heard above the sharp symphony of horns played by irate travelers of [...]
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It takes two to start a conversation. One, in a sudden fit of garrulity airs his views out to the world, hoping a few of them might drift away in the wind and get caught into the ruffles of the mind of another. Many of the words would die a sudden death. Drop from the [...]
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The knowledge of her existence was slipping through her fingers like a fog. Instead in the vacuum that it left, there grew this unbridled, shameless and unencumbered understanding of her life as it had been like a dream. She closed her eyes, tired as she was of the obstinate farewell the blood in her body [...]
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Adults are immature, childish They like making faces at me Goggling at me and hoping That maybe I might concede And giggle at their eccentricities What attention seeking! They would offer me chocolates Toys and promises but When I cry, gurgle, spit and burp Instead of trying to listen They would run around and look [...]
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