Relax, Unwind, Breathe, Repeat.

The hammock swings side to side: left-right, left-right, left-right …

The cicadas murmured in their typical, mechanical fashion – trrrr … trrr … trrrr … – which I find oddly comforting, almost like a lullaby.

My friend gives the hammock a gentle push and it comes back to its rhythmic swing.

Left-right, left-right, left-right …

Side to side, side to side, side to side… Continue reading “Relax, Unwind, Breathe, Repeat.”

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I Choose …

I live in a society that rejoices in stripping you of your right to choose. From what you wear, to how you dress, to the car you drive, the interests you pursue, and the person you marry … all these decisions are mostly governed by the society, the community, the neighborhood, the clan, the nosey aunty who lives next door, the chai wallah, the doodh waala … anybody except you.

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