The Cave

September is Suicide Prevention Awareness Month. Everyday is a time to share the message of suicide, of which most cases result from depression among other mental illnesses but this month, more efforts are dedicated towards the same. As we round up this month, it is my hope that at least one more will find a…

Smell of Death

My mind wanders. It likes roaming here and there. Unlike my body, it is not lazy. My mind enjoys being in different places. Sometimes too dark a places. The good thing is it informs me that my brain is working and perfectly at that. In the moments I decide to bury my nose in a…

Darling, No more

Darling, Darling. Now that I think of it, you should be Dear Friend. Dear Friend is what your title should have remained from the very beginning. I blame my weak heart for falling for you. All the same I’m stuck on Darling. I’m stuck to Darling like the narratory hare that got stuck on the…

Squirmage.

I love chapati. Chapatis are darling to me. My love affair with this delicacy wherever it set off, I’m truly gratified it came to pass. Why would anyone’s favourite food be pilau? The inventor decided to throw in a clump of spices in their rice dish one day and voila, presented pilau! When one is…

Hounded By Ghosts of You

Darkness. With it comes the beauty of the night. Well, sometimes. People go to bed wanting, craving rest. Peace. For some, this works magically and they are those who exclaim how pleasant the night was. How they would kill for a bit more of it. Darkness. For others, it is the time they are most…

Little Pink Box

They had been sitting on a hilly spot Where lush green grass lay as if planted individually Above them, the sun shone it’s strong afternoon glory They didn’t feel the rays pressing through their clothes Wanting to leave a little imprint on their bodies They didn’t care for sunburns on their melanized skin To seek…

Violated¿

It was an order. Nothing of a request. The way it was said to me indicated that it was a chap chap matter and I shouldn’t waste time. There were other things to be done. Other people to get done. My expectations of a little soothing dwindled. As these needs were not met, I had…

The Shameful

Please go ahead. Go on and call me shameless. A shameless being that can push up her breasts, adjusting her brassiere all the while looking into your eyes. I will not be uncomfortable for your comfort. I’m sorry. For you. Not for my actions. Call me shameless because more times than not I feel the…

Homestretch

The last bell has rung. All the athletes are throwing themselves out to surpass the rest. They are all using every ounce of their last strength to get to the finish line. The muscles are worn out. Their legs want to give in. The breaths are long-drawn and sparse. Their throats dry. The end is…

Noisy Sleepers

We have all slept next to or near a snoring human being. Moral police, don’t cock your guns, allow me to explain myself. I don’t mean that we are all married and the person we chose as our lifetime partner gives us sleepless, troubled nights. No.  I have an aunt who snores away as soon…