The toxicity of a family might vary from being very trivial to extremely unbearable. But the worst part is some of us don’t even realise that it’s not normal.
Tag: growing up
How To Be Gentle, to My Son in the Past
This poem is a vocalization of the internal and external voices that played into the poet's body as she interacted with her newborn grandchild.
My Paper Boat
A poem about home – in memory, feeling and imagination, and for discovering our own story and discerning our place in time.
On Turning 50
'Though youth is a dim memory, our glories are not.'
I Look at Me and Realise That It’s Not Me
When did I grow so much? How did this happen so suddenly? Is sudden the correct word for it?
Mother
The poem takes us through the various stages of a mother and her child’s life.
Dreams Inside a Kirana Shop
An ode to my uncle and his kirana shop in Saurashtra, where I spent much time as a child.
Personality Formation: Beta Testing
Since the pandemic began, it is as if we are in this personality-less limbo where we have nothing concrete to say about who we are.
I’ve Travelled These Roads
This poem is a reflection of contemporary society where young and old battle their everyday demons to survive and co-exist.
On Entering My Teens During the Pandemic
'Everyone is coming – not to save me, but to give their evaluations.'