In this age of technology, lost love is a death by a million stabs. Be the passport size photograph tucked away in an old wallet away from the eyes of my spouse. Be the password that only I type and find eight seconds of solace. Be the rotting love letters. Be the gifts thatContinue reading “Death by a million stabs “
Author Archives: Nandhitha Hariharan
To The Boy Who Is On His Way
To the boy who is on his way, How are you? Actually, where are you? The more you get stuck on your way, I am going to start believing this worlds idea of love. When I was six years old, I believed that you were coming on a horse. When I was twelve, you hadContinue reading “To The Boy Who Is On His Way”
Quarter-Life-Crisis Much?
The first thing you should know before you start reading this is that “Quarter-Life Crisis”is very real. And once you stop rolling your eyes and telling me that I will miss my “twenties”, the metabolism that comes with it and the fact that I don’t have to set alarms for changing diapers, sit down andContinue reading “Quarter-Life-Crisis Much?”
This Is Why One Should Travel: You Might Know, What Home Is
Travel. Travel because cupcakes don’t taste the same everywhere. The taste of roasted pork or chicken with lemon grass. Peanut butter shakes that freeze in your palms and donuts that melt in your mouth.The fragrance of jasmine rice topped with a beautiful green curry. Sample the best dumplings in the world and still miss home aContinue reading “This Is Why One Should Travel: You Might Know, What Home Is”
And What The Vows Should Say.. !
Till death do us part. Or, maybe not. Wedding vows if you ask me, need not be about forevers. Promise to make each other’s sandwich with extra mayonnaise and never be stingy when it comes to love or chocolate spread. Promise to know by-heart how many spoons of sugar they like to take with theirContinue reading “And What The Vows Should Say.. !”
Heart-Broken
I remember a little framed quote that I always used to keep at my desk. It read “If your heart was really broken, you would die.” It was a constant reminder to my no-nonsense cynical self that a heartbreak was not that painful. Heartbroken to me was nothing but a theatrical misconception that a stonedContinue reading “Heart-Broken”
Swept off my feet
A random Monday afternoon. When I was busy making other plans. When I was busy telling myself that the timing was so wrong. When I was engrossed in a book. When I wasn’t looking for someone. When I already had someone. When I knew it was so wrong. When I didn’t have the strength toContinue reading “Swept off my feet”
A Sincere Apology if you think that Leggings are an abuse of Indian culture..
I am a twenty something strong woman who is financially independent and well-qualified. I am also fair skinned and I never imagined that a time would come for fair skinned women in our society to apologize for something, but the day is here. My parents always told me that being a “Good girl” meant gettingContinue reading “A Sincere Apology if you think that Leggings are an abuse of Indian culture..”
The Honeymoon Phase
He can’t possibly break my heart. Staring at uninterrupted nothings and smiling, just because. Sweet-nothings, pounding anticipation and impulsive blushes. Waking up to a text from you and sleeping to the sound of your voice. Racing heartbeats and occasional hand-holding. I am going to pretend that I like superhero movies. I love being around you,Continue reading “The Honeymoon Phase”
Madras Musings
Vanakkam. To all of you who has ever asked me, “What does Chennai have”? I don’t know about you, but to me and to all of us who call this city home, Madras has a whole lot of things.It is home, after all. Madras was the first man I fell in love with. The gustyContinue reading “Madras Musings”
