Mindless Memoirs

You. If you are here. If you are hurting And if you have given me your time. Listen. By the time I was 11, I had seen 2 suicides. Today, there are 2 people-shaped voids In me That just sink… Continue Reading →

Yesterday, My dad bought me earphones. Earphones without wires. They stay in my ears when I plug them in. They have Touch controls; If I press firmly on them, They connect automatically To my laptop. I am afraid To use… Continue Reading →

I see Autumn aesthetics, Warm- brown sweaters, And coffee mugs Scattered all over the internet In a desperate attempt to romanticize autumn. Autumn, A season that will leave soon. There is no time For aesthetics in my life today. We… Continue Reading →

Before we begin, a note: This blog is special for a number of reasons. One, because I wrote it when all hope was slipping away from me. Quarantine had left me emotionally and mentally exhausted, and writing this really helped…. Continue Reading →

Yesterday, I watched my grandmother teach my younger sister The same prayers she taught me when I was three. I watched her laugh As she listened to a child praying And I thought about how My Grandmother doesn’t talk-. She… Continue Reading →

I say I find it hard to care anymore And yet, Every time someone in my family Falls sick, I am inches away From falling apart. I say something is wrong with me And yet On the days I wake… Continue Reading →

I weave words Into flower-rings And stroke my fingers Across the rough surface of My notebooks. I sway to the sound Of pens scratching on paper, Of pages being turned, Of essays being typed. And in the process of Drowning… Continue Reading →

My family Is a bouquet Of sunflowers On the graves Of my unfinished poetry. I Am a single rose, Learning How to wrap foil Around my thorns So that I don’t prick people When they reach out to me. Today,… Continue Reading →

I realised today That we, as humans, Spend our entire lives running from two things:- Despair, and Death. When a virus Takes over our entire world, We stay Behind cloth masks And locked doors; Just to make sure That a… Continue Reading →

I sit tonight To re-write The poems on my friends I discarded Because they were ‘too-childish’. I. Shared food (I get the biggest share). Fights. (Can you stop being this rude?). Hugs. (I’ll miss you, these vacations). Orange ice-creams (Your… Continue Reading →