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Poetry can be a great lover if you know how to dance with words. Saturday, March 19, 2011. Upon a painting by Noopur Dogra. Friday, May 21, 2010. On ragged clothes and imperfect eyes;. Indifferent to the world, to me and I. And when I found out every single way. To make every single wrong decision. I could have made,. I shamelessly felt ashamed to bring myself. And I broke myself over his dream.
Monday, November 16, 2009. So today was our annual Thanksgiving lunch at school. One of the moms had a 2 month old baby, and I offered to hold her while Mom ate with her kinderbaby.
An Open Letter To Those Men On The Street. As you audibly noticed today as I was carrying my groceries home-dressed in my work clothes, disgruntled after a day of catering to the whims of people who feel entitled to anything and everything their hearts so desire-I am a woman. I hope you have a lovely day and that sometime soon somebody reduces you to a fraction of a whole so you know how it feels. PS In case you were wondering, street harassment is.