Hello people on the internet who read things I write. Let me say it how it is. Today, I am writing a blog post on the expectations I set for myself. The reason? Because I’m actually experiencing a real moment of clarity and acceptance right now and truth be told, I’ve not felt like thisContinue reading “Sky high”
Hotchpotch
hotchpotch NOUN ‘A confused mixture.’ – Oxford English Dictionary Isn’t it utterly ridiculous how your own mind has the power to convince you so thoroughly? Leonardo di Caprio (fine gentleman that he is) says it beautifully in the movie ‘Inception’. He says ” An idea is like a virus, resilient, highly contagious. The smallest seed ofContinue reading “Hotchpotch”
Not together
You know how there are people in this world who are really, what I call ‘together’? Honestly, I’m referring to women here, although I’m sure a male equivalent exists… I just haven’t paid a great deal of attention to them. This is because my warped conditioning means I compare myself to other women almost reflexively,Continue reading “Not together”
On the strong, independent woman
As a person who is finding herself becoming increasingly obsessed with gender equality by the day, I can assure you, loyal readers, that this post has been brewing for a long time. The ‘strong, independent woman’. Alas, one of the most overly used catchphrases in popular culture. Images of Beyoncé spring to mind almostContinue reading “On the strong, independent woman”
God & me
It’s half past 7 in the morning and the air is cooler than I imagined. I’m wearing my patterned churidhar with sandals and I’ve thrown my hair up in a plait to stop the humidity from prying it loose. It’s actually the first time my grandmothers have let me walk to the temple alone. It’sContinue reading “God & me”
The Breakdown Chronicles Pt 5: Perception
11pm. It’s quiet in the house but for the entanglement of voices from Billy’s shower music crooning through the bathroom walls. I got home a few hours ago. The heating has been on for an hour to melt the evening’s gentle spring chill and my bedroom smells of vanilla, orchids and a pleasant hint of worn perfume. I’mContinue reading “The Breakdown Chronicles Pt 5: Perception”
Evolution
Dear Gowri’s Page. Happy two years together. Here’s to many more. Love, Gowri. Entirely Unrelated Photograph The other day, a friend of mine came up to me when I was printing some finals revision notes off in the computer cluster at medschool. She said ‘Gowri… my flatmate reads your blogs and she doesn’t know you soContinue reading “Evolution”
The Breakdown Chronicles Pt 4: Returning
What incredible goons my family must look like waiting for the train to depart as they animatedly talk to one another, wide grins plastered across their faces as the bright March sunshine generously pours through the station’s crevices and dances across Platform 6. I watch them from behind the dirty glass in half admiration, halfContinue reading “The Breakdown Chronicles Pt 4: Returning”
The Breakdown Chronicles Pt 3: Not G
Deep breath. Kettle on. It’s fine. Just write like no one is reading. I lost my diary. My black diary, with the pages thick as a sketchbook. I’ve got three volumes that are full of snapshot moments of brain shards but I can’t find my latest one. That’s a little annoying because I usually spewContinue reading “The Breakdown Chronicles Pt 3: Not G”
The Breakdown Chronicles Pt 2: Dear Medschool
Dear Medschool, I am writing to you to let you know that I am absolutely done. I only have a few more weeks left and I’m towing that incredibly fine line between giving up because I cannot be bothered to even care and fighting until the end and I promise you that you’re not going toContinue reading “The Breakdown Chronicles Pt 2: Dear Medschool”
She paints with words 