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Perception (Previous Work)
by Rimil She gripped the railing firmly as she huffed catching up her breath. The city was all dark and calm yet threatening. Ruchika’s face was all wet; whether from tears or sweat, even though she considered both of them the same, as both these droplets of water...
Poetic Deliberations
by Rimil I thought I am masculine because I am a man. My thoughts are mine but what others think defines me. Masculinity is what society wants me to be - When I am forced to play cricket When I am laughed at because I love to stitch. When I am not allowed to be shy...
Children
by Manisha Majumdar My children are the nostalgic reminder of choices, dreams, habits And the history of intimacy. Reminder of the galaxy of emotions, whispers, and gullible genes That had gone into making them Distinct and yet connected. There are...
Being a mother
by Manisha Majumdar I am a mother A patriarch to my daughter A matriarch to my son Parenting like a catamaran sailing- The liberated select cocoon around me Is too polite to ask questions On my MOTHER SHIP. Our lives are filled with ‘Too much’ ‘Too little, ‘Too...