The Leaf 🍁

I fall from grace Down below I seek My destination A dry creek Others that fell, lie dead We wait an eternity For the sweet breath of Humanity The sun turns me crisp I fear I will crumble Underneath weary footsteps Then you stagger this way and stumble You stop, you look Have you been…

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Wallpaper, madam, please!

“Madam…tut tut tut….this will not look nice” The young man shook his head solemnly. “It look good here but it in real life, it not look good!!!” My interior designer was not only uncomfortable with English, he was also patronising about my requests. My mother was trying to reason with him calmly, holding a standard-issue…

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How the 10 year challenge was more of a challenge for me than most

I’m glad I’m not on any social media. I’m grateful I get to wake up each morning and think of what to get done today, rather than how many likes I got. If you’re a lawyer and you’re spending more time on social media rather than Court or a Counselling Center, then clearly you’re not…

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7 Podcasts that’ll get you hooked to Podcasts

The first thing I did when I bought my iPhone last year was to check out the Podcast app. I’m a Podcast junkie. I love listening. I’m not a very visual person. I can never carve out 3 hours in my schedule to watch a movie in one go. I have a hard time keeping…

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To porn or not to porn

“You’re such a good friend Abha.” A male friend texted me many years ago. “It can get lonely in a hostel. And I don’t really fit in here” “Why?” I texted back. It was late at night and I’d met this guy through Facebook. We had quite a few friends in common and it seemed…

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#MeToo: The good, the bad and the ugly

So a lot happened this year. I got my degree. Became a lawyer. It’s easy to get caught up in your issues, especially after graduation. Just as I started making a conscious effort to disengage from social media and get a life, this maelstrom broke out on Twitter. #MeToo. I’d been following the movement in…

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The Destabilization of an Institution

“Sakshi’s getting married?” I asked, stunned. “Yes!” There was a squeal of pleasure from the other end. A friend had phoned me up with the good news. “Isn’t that wonderful?” I wasn’t so sure. Sakshi was not yet 18, and even though I was no older than she was, I suspected her marriage wasn’t entirely…

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I can’t adult

When I passed out of school, I felt exactly like you did: Exhausted, stupid and traumatized. When I sifted through all that I had learnt, I knew a handful of things. I knew calculus, the parts of a neuron and the different kinds of rocks. Rocks. 12 years of school, 7 hours a day, 6 days a week,…

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