His torturous existence.

I am a woman And by default I have a best friend. I met ‘him’ at a tender age, When I was 14 And for everyone I knew I was already late. When the first time I called my friend ‘him’ I was frowned upon. “It is she, my dear! It is only your chance.”Continue reading “His torturous existence.”

The Time I’m My Period.

Just the other day I shared a very powerful poem ‘Half World’ by a Telugu poet, and here I am today, sharing yet another AMAZING piece by a Tamil writer K. Geeta. Again I had to find the translation in English to read it, but here it goes. The Time I’m My Period. (I amContinue reading “The Time I’m My Period.”