Mama misses you so much. I’ve wanted to write this letter to you ever since you died so suddenly and unexpectedly on the fourteenth of August, but it’s been incredibly impossible to come to terms with your abrupt ending. You were torn away from me and I could not save you; I heard you yowling as I was waking…
It is easy, when one is stupendously happy, to forget about the rest of the world, but from time to time the world has a tendency to intrude upon one’s happiness; a gentle but persistent reminder that there is a lot happening to everybody, and some of those everybodies are mine. The moon is big and bright and beautiful…
Three little puppies. Actually, I first noticed them because one of them wasn’t moving, although the other two were playing around her, frolicking about, and being generally joyful. I was in a small shop on the other side of the busy road, so I crossed over, and squatted down near the dirty brown bundle. She looked at me out of…
27th February 2012
His name was Aditya. When I spoke to him, that’s the name I used. Aditya, the sun. He was my sunshine, for the few months that I knew him. He gave me hope for a future that I never thought I would have, and that is now uncertain. When he died, it was all I could do to not crawl…