Notes

the price of being known

I let a man into my life recently, which for me, is nothing short of a feat. And although him and I weren’t very close - “cordial”, as he’d describe it - I grew very fond of him. Right after my birthday, we sort of fell apart, and honestly, I’m still not sure why. If I had to guess, I think he mischaracterised me to be someone who brings more drama than she’s worth. I say mischaracterised because if you know anything about me, I’m one of the least drama-inducing people you’ll ever meet. I run th...

the fear of being seen

I started writing long before I even knew what writing was. I must have been around 11 when I first filled a book, start to finish, with introspections about the world around me. An observer, I’ve always been. And alongside this, I like to think I’m an emotionally accessible person. My heart inherently belongs on my sleeve, and I’ve taken great pride in my softness over the years. As the time has passed me by, however, I unfortunately have to admit the ways in which this has changed shape. I att...

agar tum saath ho

As a girl who’s spent the larger chunk of her teenage and adult life being captivated by the concept of love, I always fall head-first into the deep end. I know it’s an over-done cliché, but it’s true what they say, when i love, i love.Retrospectively, a lot of the times I’ve had the honour to love, I’ve gravitated to people who were, simply put, avoidants. Luckily, that is no longer the case, but it was always fascinating to love people who didn’t want to be loved. And that’s not to discredit t...