Koninika PatelStrangers on a PlaneAt 17, the munificent open-handed 30 year old, adjacent to her on that flight, seemed comfortably archaic. She was traveling alone for the…Nov 14, 2019Nov 14, 2019
Koninika PatelMason JarsI seek a creative outlet in the midst of chaos every evening. As I label my fears and tuck them away in bins harvested over the years, it…Nov 14, 2019Nov 14, 2019
Koninika PatelinLiterally LiteraryThe Plot to Escape — The PreludeAs I lay on the hospital bed, Jhumpa Lahiri’s words circled through my head, influencing my thoughts and actions but I couldn’t bring them…Apr 12, 2017Apr 12, 2017
Koninika PatelinLiterally LiteraryThe Insolvent EscapeContemplating the plot was one thing, executing it, another. You couldn’t see my scars because they had already marred and disfigured my…Mar 27, 2017Mar 27, 2017
Koninika PatelinLiterally LiteraryA Strange ExaltationA cup of chai, slight makeup and three text messages later, I was wide awake. Perhaps, more obtusely alert compared to two hours ago…Feb 27, 2017Feb 27, 2017
Koninika PatelinLiterally LiteraryA Bitter SorrowSome days life felt harder than it should though she was not sure what it should’ve felt like, anymore. Some days she felt she had lost the…Feb 27, 2017Feb 27, 2017
Koninika PatelA Dim Ray of HopeAshima, with a sigh: Its pitch dark out, do you see that streak of dim light? I’m calling it ‘hope.’Feb 24, 2017Feb 24, 2017
Koninika PatelAn Evening RunIt was the first time after a literal eternity that she had gone out for a run. It had been more than a year, to be honest. What a…Feb 24, 2017Feb 24, 2017
