Duhai
We would swing to the spring breeze eating achaar and laughing as our mother looked for us in every nook and corner. Until the darkness of terrorism dawned upon us and all that was left was him. He is a reflection of me. My brother. My blood. My life. In this chaos my one calm, my only hope. |
Picture Perfect
Some dreams are picture perfect. They reflect only what we want to see. Sindoor, veil, bangles. A perfect love. |
The Dirty Picture
My life was full of love letters. Yet I was still searching for something. I am Silk Smitha – The famous Indian actress. My life was all about nakedly pursuing fame at any cost, commanding and compelling until it fell into increasingly desperate self-destruction. |
Alvida
We were young and full of conversation waiting to be told. But silence got the better of us. Reflections of the past, What I had to leave behind. From Bombay to New York. A new city. Old, familiar, tears. A new heartbreak. |
Maut
What is fatality but an illusion? You feel the moth flapping its steel wings inside your chest. Infinite reflections inviting you, taunting you. It is dark. Come fall, come fly. |
Laaga Chunnari Mein Daag
I have no reflection. Call me girl. Call me brave. Call me light. I am mud and rain. I break and came back, and break and come back, and break and come back. When they raped me my confidence left. I made it return. Don't call us victims. Call us survivors. |
Nain Se Naino Ko Mila
My heart is the moon. My face, your face. Like the moon I expand under your spell. I break. I reflect. I transform and come alive again. |
Ang Laga
Sometimes breaking is all of it. Feel me. I am desire. Through rain and mud I transform dream to destiny. Tulsi, incense, sandalwood skin. What is raw is true. What is earth is gold. Come closer. Feel me. Want me. |
Mitti Di Khushboo
I am the calm still of water. I am the soaked earth in rain. I am what you see when you think of home. Past paddy fields and windswept secrets you will find me. A lonely clay pot resting by the lake, waiting to be filled. |