autumn in museumsLondon, with all its galleries and museums, is full of departed friends for me. I have spent countless hours in front of artworks, trying…Dec 2, 2022Dec 2, 2022
LieSometimes my hands itch for the piano I neglected when I was a teenager. It stood in my bedroom, atop a chest of drawers, mostly collecting…Oct 18, 2022Oct 18, 2022
The unending conversationBuckle up, readers, this is not a light and humorous one.Oct 15, 2022Oct 15, 2022
22 things to do in 2022Or what mere mortals call “resolutions”. Mind you, these are for the public eye, so they’ll be only about half-true. It won’t matter either…Jan 1, 2022Jan 1, 2022
21 things I have learned in 2021I hope the title is clickbaity enough for everyone of you readers on the internet. I learn very little from arbitrary years, let alone an…Dec 31, 2021Dec 31, 2021
Burnt at both endsThere’s a diary of mine that my mother has kept aside. In it, my six year old self wrote poetry on a plethora of topics that included a…Dec 10, 2021Dec 10, 2021
Housman and II read Loveliest of trees, the cherry now when I was a child. It was present in my battered copy of Wren and Martin, somewhere in the…Mar 14, 2021Mar 14, 2021
DOMSOr the nth circle of hell you enter when you relocate from one country to another via surface travel. It’s not my fault – I tried booking…Feb 27, 2021Feb 27, 2021
SmokeThe city was grey and new, stuck in the past for the most, teeming with opportunity to a few. Years I spent there were suffocating…Jan 27, 2021Jan 27, 2021
Women indoorsI’ve been in lockdown the same as everyone else in the world—everyone who doesn’t work in essential services, that is. For the first time…Oct 25, 2020Oct 25, 2020
