Shaista VaishnavDocumenting AnxietyTo function on a daily basis with debilitating anxiety to somebody who doesn’t have it, would seem totally possible.Feb 3, 2020Feb 3, 2020
Shaista VaishnavMediocrity is the scariest thingOften in life I think about whether I’ve been mediocre. Whether some of my choices have been mediocre…my friends, my boyfriends, even my…Feb 3, 2020Feb 3, 2020
Shaista VaishnavEvery space has its own energyWhen you occupy a room — four walls and a ceiling — do you know what energy it holds? The careless spit of the labourers who built it…May 5, 2019May 5, 2019
Shaista VaishnavMy love-hate relationship with Mumbai: a seriesWhen you’re angry, the city is more filthy. The spit of the rickshaw driver more crimson than usual. The stray dog bares his teeth. The…May 5, 2019May 5, 2019
Shaista VaishnavDespair recognises itselfDespair is seen in many places. The rich hide it well, but it tends to glimmer through the sustainable designer shirts and year round…May 5, 2019May 5, 2019
Shaista VaishnavWriters are supposed to be sadToday I heard a poem about how writers are supposed to be sad. And how nobody writes when they’re happy. I laughed at that. Of course it’s…May 5, 2019May 5, 2019
Shaista VaishnavMisatkesLittle one, you may be an old soul— but you have a world of experiences to come. You’re going be drunk, you’re going to be stupid — have…Aug 30, 2017Aug 30, 2017
Shaista VaishnavOn RainIt’s that one breath that tells you, the rain is coming.Apr 13, 2017Apr 13, 2017
Shaista VaishnavOn Old Furniture and GrandparentsSometimes, old furniture resembles grandparents.Apr 12, 2017Apr 12, 2017
