Not all things are bound by space and time and good intentions.
A sentence, it is said, is a string of words (that satisfy the grammatical rules of a language). A string of words ... the many things, and forms and shapes, I could make with a string. Most importantly, it ended where you wanted it to end; at the point where the creation was complete - … Continue reading My World in Sentences
In a moment of darkness, I am caught in the trap of routine; the disorderliness in my orderliness, and for that moment, I do not belong. In a moment of darkness, colour makes no sense, scents are mundane; I look to the sky and seek escape from this sphere I float on. In a moment … Continue reading In a Moment of Darkness
Eva Andrea Ter Avest Dahm. You’ll be damned trying to pronounce the name and lucky to get it right, unless you are of Dutch origin. But what if you did not try. What if you visualized the name. What character can you make out from the letters you see. Any scents? Colours? Ideas? I tried … Continue reading Theatre as a Way of Life, Wordlessness, Dyslexia & Why We Need New Stories
I once visited the hospital Anne-Marie works in for a check up. When I called her, she prompted me to pass by and say hello to her in the Intensive Care Unit, where she is stationed. As I got into the unit, I heard groans of someone in pain, and the beeping of what I … Continue reading Doctor Anne-Marie’s Journey to ICU
Nelson Mandela, Martin Luther King Jr., Mahatma Gandhi et al. Our heroes and freedom fighters. We learn about them in school, we find books about them even when we are not looking: comics, children's version, biographies; millions of articles online, detailed Wikipedia accounts- name it. In light of International Women's Day accept my late and … Continue reading Knowing and Celebrating Our Women Heroes
My volition won't let me down; Through the obstacles and The mirages of a bound success, I stride on, I look back, I am here now. My volition will hold me, swing me, Take me - there yonder, There where I ponder: To sit, to be, to live. My volition will shape me, … Continue reading My Volition
I sigh at the end of a long day. I take off my bra and slump onto my bed in sheer relief that the day is almost over even if my tasks are not. I stretch out like a cat and look at my skin, I notice a beauty spot I had not before, I … Continue reading What is Feminism to you?