Faith… a long way away from Home

Judge all you want, But that woman who doesn’t want to birth her own, Feeds the stray dogs around her apartment.   That man who maintains a spic and span apartment, Has been brought up in squalor all his life. So judge his minimalistic life. Judge all you want.   That woman with the hijab…

How do you touch me without using your hands?

There is somebody out there who wants to be with me I can feel it in the way he looks at me The way he tries to hold my hand The way he ruffles my hair  Or how he kisses me on the forehead.   But I don’t remember any longer  What falling in love…

Inching to Perfection

We attract what we are.. we attract more of what we already are.. In every relationship, I look for where the person was damaged As if that might explain everything about them. In each conversation, I try to look for the implicit context, As if that might exactly be what they want to say but…

The Dinner Date

We met each other at Chili’s. Just looking at him warmed something inside of me. It was only the 3rd time that we were meeting each other. After a chaste peck on the lips he sat down opposite me. I was both grateful for the distance and upset by it. Dinner was good. He had…

The Day After the First Night

I ubered back to my brothers’ very early on Sunday. He had a mid morning flight to catch and after last night I wanted to put some distance between us. Physically. As I peeled of my dress and got into the shower, I could see the marks beginning to take form.. around my nipples, under…

One of the Good Days..

It was one of the good days. She woke to him nuzzling her neck, whispering sorry for what he had said yesterday. She teared up and he kissed them away. All forgiven and forgotten. They stayed in bed late, him talking about one of his students who just refused to look at his books and…

Perfect Stories

That gruesome scar on his face, Suddenly becomes so much more desirable when you come to know that he got burnt trying to save a child, Those chipped front teeth You find funnier when she tells you she fell on her face drunk dancing, That hideous wristband on someone Becomes much more than a rubbery…

Pick effort. Pick yourself.

What takes effort is love Patience Generosity Gratitude Forgiveness Anger Jealousy Impatience Hate, are easy. It’s super easy to do the easy thing. We stick to the hard things as long as they are easy. The moment it gets tough, you ask – is this worth it? That point, precisely then is the tipping point….