Musings

Don’t turn away.  Don’t graze at me from the corner of your eyes brimming with tears.  Because they betray, and so do you.   Look here, right into my eyes,  What do you see?   You see pain, right?   Is that why you

We (both men and women alike) are all born with a prescription, handed over to us much before we even know, if that’s what we want to do, if that’s the path we want to tread if that’s who we really are or eventually would like to become. Choice and consent are something, that’s rare […]

I had reigned your household for generations, much before you had arrived. I was loved unconditionally and revered eminently. It felt like I was an indelible part of their identities. I was the pride they wore up their sleeves. When you were born, my eyes welled up with tears of joy and