Don’t call them fat We’ve heard them say But the thin ones, Aren’t let away. ‘Skinny bitches’, One of many names. Our character decided, By our body frames. Boys like curves, Go eat some more. We’re forced to eat, Till our stomach’s sore. Don’t wear that dress, Cover up those bones. A childhood spent, In […]Read More Body Shaming
Interviews. A year spent interning, Work load like the rest, Running errands, added. Her abilities put to test. The peanuts she earned Would only pay her rent. ‘Wait for graduation And then you’ll be content’. Her folks said to her, Assuring, like they knew. What was in store, Maybe a successful interview? But in her […]Read More Interviews
Straps. Shush, my girl, It’s an open trap. Your modesty is, Hanging by a strap. Tuck it away, They shouldn’t know. You wear one, But it cannot show. Don’t say the word, It’s not allowed, They’ll shame you now, And call you flawed. They’ve forgotten Where it all began The woman came, From the side […]Read More Straps.
Some time on hand, Do you have to spare? All you need to do, Is show up with Care. Millions of children, Didn’t have it like you. But you can make a difference, In the lives of a few. The gratitude is, Oh, so rewarding. It’s time you tried it, The clock is ticking. That […]Read More Time.
Click. Ever travelled without a camera? Phones, Cybershots and now DSLRs. Click click Clicking the same picture, that 100s of people before you, did for sure. The same angle. We all want it. The same lighting. We all need it. If you return home without a picture, Did it really happen, Sir? He, who has […]Read More Click click clicking
As freshers, We entered office, scared and new. Sir took us to his window and showed us the view. . “You’ve signed up for this.” He said with pride. Handing us over, to be tested and tried. . ‘Lab rats’ we were, the first batch of TOSA. Spent three semesters trying to take part in […]Read More Lab Rats
Look at what you’ve done, Taken her sanity like it was your own. Watching the fire You started, Smother it till it dies, Slowly and then all at once. You let out a smile, your bait. Like She was a kill to display on your wall. Bloody proud of the Wreck You created of an […]Read More The wreck You left behind.
‘A puzzle of six, missing a face’. Each playing their part to cover up that space. . He, with the beard and the infectious smile, Can bring her to sing with him whilst driving a mile. . He, with the Phineas head, dressed in white, Can converse his way into setting her swings right. . […]Read More A puzzle of Six
A chapter that took 2 seasons to complete. Two girls met, while looking for independence to stand on their feet. . Lending a hand each time the other fell. Whether in love with a boy or 6 feet under, only they could tell. . A friendship that needed patience more than anything. Cause while one […]Read More Two Girls
You’re sitting with your family, watching T.V, a show on child physical and sexual abuse. Mum and Dad are passing comments, on thanking god you’re not in their shoes. The show describes what kind behavior, can be considered as a punishable crime. You get a flashback of that grey-haired uncle, and the way he touched […]Read More Let Children Be Innocent