The city we send our regards to

There’s a place somewhere in the land we live, where the city is mum


the waters scream

because there’s not enough light for all under the sun. 

So we send our regards to them and they get that

that’s all we can do and

that’s all they can get.

In that city, 

they hunt the rabbits for food and the kids for sport,

then the dogs bark and the people keep quiet. 

We send our regards to them and they

get that

that’s all we can send and

that’s all there is to give.


What I was too proud of

Today, I am moved to cry, after such a long time, 

because somebody told me that those are worth dime, 

the flowers. 

He said that I am too proud of it,  

the plant I own. 

And I wail because he said this about

the plant which was plucked by its very root 

and thrown away long ago

by someone so close

I would have wept all my life for… 

What’s left to remember

Years ago, a distant relative died in his childhood after suffering from major burns in an accident in the kitchen. I’m not too sure about the place of accident being the kitchen, neither am i too sure of his age, the city he lived in or, for that matter, anything else. There is only one bit that no fading memory can take away from me. So many times people who die leave something behind them. Some of these things are of value to others in the form of memories, teachings, and materials, too. Nothing, however, is more stirring than the unfulfilled wishes that trail about and trouble us forever after someone is gone, irrespective of whether we have known the dead personally. All I remember about the kid is that his was a terrible desperation for eating ice-cream — the decision to fulfil which was worthy of a fight between his parents — in the last moments of his short life. Oh, what was his name? 

Just now

As I think of those countless times you mentioned me to people you met, of all the things in the world, your failure to forget mentioning me is what grips me. 

How easy it is for you to say a bit about me and how it weighs my heart down merely to think of all the times you could have forgotten me and it would have gone unnoticed.

photo by my friend who is fulfilling my obsession with capturing intricacies in leaves and branches of trees

10 times women thought they were feminists but they were not

Many women misunderstand the idea of feminism, usually overplaying it. Here are ten times they enraged me by being hypocrites while claiming to be feminists.

Read some cool, informative comics along. … 

1. …when they enjoyed reservation in college admissions but wanted a more educated partner.

Well, if you are equal, you shouldn’t need extra points for your gender.


2. …when they asked for equality in remuneration at work but expected their partners to earn more.

This one makes me laugh.
3. …when they acknowledged a housewife’s contribution to her family, were proud of being housewives but refused to take a “househusband” for a partner.

4. …when they married for money and better lifestyle but were critical of men who married for dowry.

We don’t want to create a situation where start the fight for equal rights again, this time for men.

5. …when they adorned cosmetics to create an illusion of what they were not, criticized fellow women for lacking fashion sense and suggested that women should not be judged by their looks.

6. …when they wanted their husbands to cook but forgot to make their sons learn this art.

7. …when they believed that women should be proud of their gender because they are more special (when compared to men) . (…while we have been despising male dominance.) 

8. …when they were the flag-bearers of the idea that there’s a woman behind every successful man, but they also wondered how a successful woman could ever be married to a mediocre man.

9. …when they didn’t want to be body-shamed for being fat (because they bear children) but they called fat men names.

10. …when they said that a boy should know math and that a girl had many career choices.

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