Ok Viking. Exactly what part of you is it that gets kicks off turning up to my ends and feeding me salted peanuts and ‘something like Vailima?’ and then pissing off to assume responsibility elsewhere?! How very unfair. Guess you better start searching hard for that psychedelic Dutch field in which you’re going to make up … More Chameleons
It’s not often you worry about a friend dying. Sure… you worry you should’ve stayed in touch with someone more, perhaps attended their birthday party even though it meant taking a train somewhere or called them a little more often when you convinced yourself you were busy although ‘busy’ is feeble- but you never really worry … More S.
I know you’re there. I don’t know what your name is and I don’t know what you look like, but sheer faith in my own intuition tells me that I will recognise you, in that impeccably timed moment that the universe thrusts you into my forcefield. You will breezily emulate every quality I dream of … More I know you’re there.
This is dedicated to MC, my kindred spirit, soul sister and real sister on the other side of the world. Thank you for making me realise that being the person I am is not just okay, but a cause for celebration. I love you more than any form of writing could possibly convey. We are the … More We are the heart wearers.
My thoughts are spinning around in such a whirlwind that I can barely contain myself. The desperation to pour and spill and write and analyse and try, just relentlessly try to make sense of what just happened is crashing through my entire system with a force I haven’t felt so strongly in years. How did you … More On Waking Up.
Hi. My name is Gowri. I’m 21 years old, I live in the UK and I have spent the last 3 and a half years of my life studying Medicine. Sometimes, I dabble in a bit of writing on this blog here. For those of you who do read my writing regularly, you’ll know that … More Life.