The soft silk of her skin touched the rough brash of his hardened skin and her whole life realigned for her. Don't touch people like him, her mother had told her. You'd have to have a bath again, honey. She hated baths, so she went out of her way to avoid him. She tried not … Continue reading Untouchable.
It was, but two summers ago The peak of my social awkwardness, When you walked in, like you do Just out of a messy friendship, I sat and watched. What else was to do? You, in your white shirt and tailor-made navy blue trousers Looking like a teenage dream that I'd dreamt all my existence … Continue reading Birthdays
The smell of filter coffee and the hissing of the idli cooker woke her up. Home away from home. Where none of her devices seem to work. Internet was out of question, and the anxiety resulting from that was pounding in her chest. She does her little morning ritual of checking Whatsapp messages, and scrolling … Continue reading Summers.