I remembered the girl in the timeless Malayalam movie say, ‘Ee veettil ulla aarum, onnum ente alla’ – ‘nothing, no one in this home belongs to me’. Why was she in that situation? Who put her there? Can whoever put her in that home, where nothing, no one belonged to her, claim to love her and have her best intentions at heart?
Tag: Family
Daughter of the planet
Earth won.
Like it won every single soul it held thus far
Like every parent beaming with joy for a newborn
Like every plant winning its first bloom.
Six cups
The child, searching for any scrap of uniqueness, for definitions in her confused search for identity in the world she had landed in — and who, as I’ve mentioned before, did not have much else going on — clutched the number seven proudly to her heart, as if losing it meant losing a vital fraction of the little that set her ever so slightly apart from ordinary.
Hands in my pockets
I stay still and watch,
Stoically? Not only.
Helplessly.
Flavours
I waited for grandma to arrive and give me the only and ultimate validation I sought.
From several thousand miles away
“In a nutshell, I had posts coming to me all the time, and once when I was opening my letter box, I commented to Mom who was on the phone, “there are only bills and such in my post box these days.” She noted this carefully too.”
I found her through books
“But as soon as I grew enough up, to be precise, as soon as I outgrew Enid Blyton, and began to comb through the enormous collection of English literature in the attic, I was face to face with exactly that.”
Alleys 