Into the mind of an artist

I wrote this with the subjectivity of art in mind. How artists are constantly insecure to share their work because they do not know if its sheer brilliance or if they are just blind to their faults. It’s a constant tug of war between you and that voice in your head. Because sharing your art,…

The day I said goodbye

Never did I imagine,this day would come,But I knew,I just knewIt was time to say goodbye,On the last day of that July.~As I sat,Tied to those machines,I longed to be free,and just be,To breathe in the salty air,And watch the sun dissolve into the sea,Like the sugar cube that melts into my tea.~But I couldn’t…

The moment we made it

What gets me through the hard moments is envisioning the future when I finally feel closer to my dreams. It keeps me above water on those days that feel endless. Medicine is hard. There is no two ways to say that. It’s endless studying to finally make it, and then, endless working. You also witness…

The Poised Princess

Walking the tightrope, A poised princess, You filled my cracks, With stained-glass insets, I twist and I turn, To impossible shapes, You revel in my lustre, They watch, mouth agape. Knowing well if I fail, I’d shatter to pieces, I hate you for being, My well-favored weakness. Then one day I fell, With no one…

Manifestation of my Mind

They say the pen is mightier than the sword, and it has held true for my life. Writing has helped me through many a tough situation. Feelings that I can never express have a way of manifesting themselves when I put pen to paper. It’s trying and exciting and I can’t imagine life without my…

A Physiological Conundrum

Most of my posts reflect my mood as I write to express, entertain and evolve. Hence sometimes the posts are heart-wrenching and melancholic and at other times they are simple and light. I believe that personal blogs are all about articulating your personality and what makes you, YOU. Medicine and writing are two key facets…

Wanderlust

This is one of the first poems I had written in school over six years ago. It is not as refined as I would’ve liked, but it holds a dear place in my heart – for two reasons. One, because it was when I wrote this that I fell in love with writing and poetry….

Rewind Repeat

As much as I try hard to stay positive, some days are really hard. I feel nihilistic and inconsequential. The repetitiveness of the same activities everyday is jarring. I guess today is one of those days. If any of you feel the same way, you are not alone. Here’s hoping this too shall pass. Arise…

Java

This pandemic has forced me to find pleasure in the little things. The sound of birds in the morning, the smell of home-cooked food and the comfort of family. But the one thing I look forward to everyday is my morning cup of java by the window, and it gets me excited for the rest…

Walls

Happy to share, my poem got published in the Indian periodical magazine! Do give it a read by tapping the link below and let me know what you think! Walls