Nabigreko Keti | The Un-spoilt Girl

I sat down on the plastic chair. The plastic table in front of me was layered by a flower-patterned plastic sheet. It looked worn out. If plastic had life, it would probably have been dead. Nevertheless, it held an ancient charm to it. People often find old houses and old cars charming. Can't old plastic … Continue reading Nabigreko Keti | The Un-spoilt Girl

The Patan Rooftop

Recommended audio track to accompany the reading: track: We met Sachet on a rooftop at Patan. I had not seen him for six years, although it felt way shorter than that. I was not a particularly big fan of Sachet. He had his way of wooing people but for me his performance of … Continue reading The Patan Rooftop

heart, a lack of

this town reeks of conservatism where all balconies and windows have eyes and they speak vile words despite your role as a stranger passing by and when the safe haven of 'home', of 'your place' obscures discrimination as care and as love where do you go for sanctury when you are already nobody.