Akanksha Mishrathe hours after you’re gone are leaden the memories not still i wonder if you’re the storm or…you come to me like a berry-ed spring wines of which i sip longing for youthful smiles across ageing faces for ageing love across youthful…Dec 28, 2022Dec 28, 2022
Akanksha MishraFamiliar, but Foreigna lot like reading a new language in a script I learned as a four-year-old walking around this city is à bé cé dé and eauNov 9, 2022Nov 9, 2022
Akanksha MishraHome is no longer six wide eyes and pressure cooker whistles.My home doesn’t even sound like late evening news and discussions, or old Rajesh Khanna songs that maa and papa spent hours listening to…May 20, 2022May 20, 2022
Akanksha MishraThe Cosmic Network of our BrainWhile telescoping into the universe has makes us aware of our insignificance, micro-scoping through the brain insights us about a billion…Feb 26, 2022Feb 26, 2022
Akanksha MishraUrban Loneliness: Romancing Delhi with PoetryIn a city of 19 million, over a million someones, sip chai in the morning and switch off the lights at night; in soltitude.Oct 7, 2021Oct 7, 2021
Akanksha MishraTHE ULTIMATE GUIDE TO LIVING ALONE(I see myself qualified enough to write this because, being away from home for seven years can assuredly help with gaining perspective.)Aug 3, 2021Aug 3, 2021
Akanksha Mishra69 things to do in Bengaluru ;) (in no order whatsoever)Breakfast at Taaza Thindi (Banashankari stage III/ Jayanagar 4th block)Mar 18, 2021Mar 18, 2021
Akanksha MishraFaiz Ahmed Faiz: remembering the Pakistani Marxist poet of protest in today’s Indiaguloñ meñ rañg bhare bād-e-nau-bahār chale chale bhī aao ki gulshan kā kārobār chaleFeb 13, 2021Feb 13, 2021
Akanksha Mishrataking notes of your woes: is it art?when a friend calls me crying at night i take notes because inspiration can strike any moment i’ve stopped being human everyone i meet is…Nov 30, 2020Nov 30, 2020