Baggage of dreams…

Everyday I try to get by… Laying low as if I am shy… With each punch and a kick… I get back up on my feet… The hurts are bad and the cuts are deep… I limber on as my bloodied body weeps… The road is cold and I am scared… But, it is the…

Comparisons…

Maybe my head is not as big as his… Intelligence has no appreciation in this… No matter what I do I feel no rush… Like every hope has been crushed… Compliments are more important than work… Perhaps, that is how to get things done… She has an ego if she stands up straight… He is…

My unproductive addiction…

My mornings start with my mun calling out my name loud enough that the other Zainabs of the neighbourhood are alerted that it is 7:30 am. I toss around in my bed with my blanky till she comes to pull it away. Apparently, Indian mums have yet to gasp the concept of snooze. Huh… The…

The luxury of doing nothing…

Today was a Sunday well spent. Cause I did what I was looking foward to do for quite something. I did nothing. I am pretty sure I am not alone in my occasional quest to ‘do nothing’. Looking back, I would have never imagined, that when I start working, being ideal would be a luxury….

A face…

I see the world as a whole… Doubt that it can spot me though… Who am I to it I suppose… Guess a dot in a moving hoard… I don’t blame it to not recognize me yet… But, maybe one day it’ll turn back and stare… Someday I hope I’ll stand apart… With the world…

Again…

Late at night I stay awake… Something I did after a million days… Was so caught up in my day time daze… That I couldn’t keep up with my nocturnal ways… Been a while since I last found ‘Me’… I actually wondered if it were a dream! There was a girl who would sit and…

Malti Aunty…

Today was an average day. I had a meeting, then work, then some training and then more work. One of those boring days when everyone and everything feels ‘meh’. So around late afternoon as I was freshing up, I met Dipti Di, one of our housekeeping staff. She is super sweet and her Hindi is…

Sunday migraines…

I have been suffering from migraines since my teenage. They are annoying and sometimes completely debilitating. They can span between hours to days and I can do little to help myself. It is hell. Sometimes a certain food can trigger them. At times, they are random visitors. And for the last time, migraines are not…

In search of joy…

A few days ago, I went on a trip with my office folks. We took off from work on Friday afternoon and came back the next day in the morning. There were 3 cars and 14 people. Our car was the first to reach and the first to leave at 7:30 am. Honestly, we would…

Staring at the blank page…

It is a very weird feeling to be completely blank in front of the screen and keyword for me. Partly, because I am constantly filled with so many thoughts and words and questions. Yet, when I sit down to write, there is just nothing. A big ball of nothingness. It is a feeling that I…