Something interesting is happening in Indian politics. And it’s not right wing nationalism.

A Single Dust Mote Taught Me How to Live

Extraordinary lessons in the ordinary

Would You Care To Dine With Me?

A reflection on diversity and humans

So this is not an essay I wrote. Well, technically I did, but not the me now. I was cleaning out my email when I found an essay I wrote in 2013. I was in eighth grade, I think. I’m not…

As An Amends To Myself

I want the best that life has to offer because i’m fairly certain I’ve seen and experienced my fair share of the worst. It’s not that I feel the universe or society owes it to me for what I’ve been through,it’s that I know I owe it to myself for what I’ve put myself through. I give it…

One

One,
lending itself
to illusion, gradations 
of despair — 
the depth’s descent 
degreed
as decreed. It
all turns brown: 
demons, crawling 
into the…