LakshmiGestalt: A Journey-Map to HarvardI am not one for firsts, but I still remember my outfit on the first day of community college: A rouched sky-blue top and bell-bottoms. I…Jun 1, 2023Jun 1, 2023
LakshmiIn this life, and in all othersIt doesn’t start with a furor. It starts with finding the words. It starts with a long and unusual courtship. It starts with a girl who…Nov 22, 2022Nov 22, 2022
LakshmiThese, the yearsThe years before my own Harvard days were harrowed. I was not unlike a textbook heroine, with her bad fringe cut and an overcoat that was…Mar 31, 2022Mar 31, 2022
LakshmiMy dear bird, she wrote, for you I have a worldNow, this hand. And the experiments in Sound Of Music on my guitar. Each one the same poem. A poem of imminence, of all that is to be. He…Sep 30, 2021Sep 30, 2021
LakshmiTeaIt was like every other day. Our jackfruit tree was obese with fruit, the flies making their intricate Rangoli over my head, and I was…Mar 10, 20182Mar 10, 20182
LakshmiThathaThis is not the first time I have written about my grandfather. But it’s different this time. What memory affords to lose, to forget, to…Aug 16, 2015Aug 16, 2015
LakshmiFalling in love with a writerWhy it can be incredibly disconcerting and utterly amazing Jun 20, 2014Jun 20, 2014
Lakshmi#selfie-sh and (un)happyAn evaluation of practicing happiness through picturesApr 11, 2014Apr 11, 2014