If I had a penny for every fuckin’ time I have been asked to“Learn to take a joke”“Chill”“Laugh it off”And my most favourite- “Lighten up”I would be covered in gold: head to toe The usual inappropriate jokes on my body–“If I start wearing a bra, I would need a bigger cup size than yours”“God you’re…

I was walking down my usual path and just like any other morning-it was windy, my fingers and the tip of my nose were freezing, I was listening to some bollywood song and the air smelled fresh.I was counting the number cycles that surpass me to divert my mind from the extreme anxiety I was…

This one is from the archives. Its that can’t fall asleep, let me try to be Harivansh Rai Bachchan and write poetry in hindi nonsense. I see its poor but its cute. I wrote it when I was just starting to try writing in Hindi, so bear with me. मेरे आँचल में बिताई वो शामें…

I read this beautiful piece written by my dearest Rishika called “Google Maps is giving me directions to a cafe in my own hometown” this morningAnd a fellow Indian in Europe told me “you seem like a very Europeanised Indian girl” last weekI wear my mother’s very traditional-looking vintage ring to university every dayI have…

I am sorry for being MIA. I know I broke my streak by not posting anything in August but come on, you have to cut me some slack, I just moved continents! For those of you who don’t follow the fabulous life of Jasmita on Instagram lol, I have finally gone back to books and…

Okay so I am back home. I have been back home and life has been moving fast. Too fast. Sister dearest moved countries; I got typhoid; my anxiety has been acting up; I have the worst writers block and honestly, I am just all over the place. I’ll be fine, don’t worry love. But look,…

You. You make my heart sing,My stomach swirl,My breath quiver,And my knees weak. You. You are the love I never knew I needed,But the love I want—The love I yearn for.The way a newborn yearns for their mother’s breasts,The way the ocean yearns for the sky,The way a dying person yearns for one more day,Yes,…

I had moved on, I had healedOr so I thought.I didn’t mention you as muchWasn’t missing your extra-sweet teaNeither was I thinking about your motherly touchI was doing fine.I had moved on, I had healedOr so I thought.And perhaps you found outSo you came in my dreams to say helloYou could have come dressed as…

I have been discussing heartbreaks and backstabs with many people and their ways of dealing with them. I have been trying to make sense of ways to deal with breakups; not just romantic but also between friends. And after various times of mishandling situations, picking fights, and crying myself to bed, I have finally figured…