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Plastic

Plastic

Chin up, shoulders out. Back straight, perfect gait. Hands on hips, red and full lips. Eyebrows plucked, limbs waxed. Skin scrubbed, hair pinned. Tight clothes, looks relaxed. Emotions deleted, feelings hurt. Opinions silenced, meanings lost. Perfectly obedient, not a rebel. Oppressed daily, humiliated constantly. Objectified easily, taken possessively.  One plastic human being ready! 

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7 years ago

The Definition

Love, my grandmother tells me, is the flower she sees every morning on her bedside table after granddad’s morning walk. She tells me it’s the toffee she hands out to the crying child at home. The view of her garden after a rain, and the perfect cup of tea made by my mother, is what love is. Love, she says, doesn’t conform to one person alone. Love, my father tells me, is the smile of my mother…

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7 years ago

Princess In Need

‘What’s a princess without a prince?’ You ask me so casually, so easily Well, historically speaking, stronger, I say And you’d understand me, if your brain wasn’t so measly Yes, you and I grew up with the same stories Oh, a damsel in distress and a prince to rescue her But don’t you see, that’s where the stories end Alone she could have made her life better So let me repaint a canvas for you this…

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7 years ago

To Be Or Not To Be...Is That The Question?

To Be Or Not To Be…Is That The Question?

Ever looked at the sky and wondered what is the meaning of life? Ever saw your crush and thought the breeze was a little stronger that day? Ever wished that someone would buy you a drink when you’re at the bar? Ever wore a dupatta and hoped it would get stuck in someone’s cufflinks? Ever passed in an exam without effort and failed miserably in the one you studied tirelessly for?  If you answered…

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7 years ago

Paradox

It’s a world of precise carelessness and fiery indifference, of secure abandonment and profound nonchalance, of teeming scarcity and not enough availability.  And in this world of paradoxes, meeting you doesn’t seem so strange anymore. After all, conforming to the norm has never been my forte, be it falling in love with the right person or giving it my all to make it work. And yet, when the world…

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