All Posts for the Category: Ink and Intimacy
Not the Life I Imagined, But the One That Taught Me Who I Am
I didn’t plan this life. And yet, here I am.Sometimes life doesn’t ask for permission.It takes you—quietly, abruptly—into a job, a city, a journey you never imagined for yo...
Melodies Beyond Borders
“Je aithon kadi Ravi langh jave,Hayati Punjabi ban jave,Main bediyan hazaar tod lan,Main pani cho saah nichod lan.”If the Ravi flows here, I will breathe Punjab. I will shatter...
The End of the Envelope Era
Remember the iconic Bollywood song “Dakiya Dak Laya” from Palkon Ki Chhaon Mein?That postman was more than a messenger — he was a bridge. Between mothers waiting for news of ...
December
“December”—I love how the word rolls off my tongue. It sounds like goodbye, like another ending has arrived.Yet this December has been both good and bad. My birthday month—...
When I Started Liking Pink
By the age of six, I had come to the conclusion that I was bad at being a girl.I hated the colour pink, dresses, nails, and flowers — anything I found really pretty.I came to des...