A poem on being caught in the lockdown in India.
As helplessness and despair become all consuming, we must remember that we are all in this together.
'I am not used to being happy for more than a second, without it getting ruined.'
A poem on a disease that celebrates a life at the expense of another's.
Home economics isn't dead: We need it now more than ever.
I decided to use my time to create something that helps people find some humorous distraction from the chaos outside.
'They exist in our midst, keep our cities going, yet are invisible.'
Brutality, aside from being illegal, is simply counterproductive. It will alienate people from being part of joint effort between the state and citizens to halt the spread of this …
'Hunger, fatigue, thirst. Which one will get me first?'