Wedding/Touristing Part I: Kanyakumari

When my friend and university classmate Gideon called me in the winter asking me to come to his wedding in the spring, I laughed. Really? That soon? Arranged? What? But I was not laughing anymore when he was pretty serious about my highly solicited presence. Now my questions were different. Really? Unemployed me? Can I … More Wedding/Touristing Part I: Kanyakumari

From Photographs to My Eyes: Maiden Trip to Dzükou Valley (June 2019) | thislifemyday travels

Hello beautiful people. Brace yourselves for yet another REALLY LONG travel story. And a very late upload. As usual. It’s been almost a year now. Imagine. This is a story very similar to the Shirui “Solo” Trip, only it was with a group of good friends this time. The entire experience brought back memories of … More From Photographs to My Eyes: Maiden Trip to Dzükou Valley (June 2019) | thislifemyday travels

Bilbo, the Billie Baby | thislifemyday poetry

• Bilbo the Billie Baby • His big ever-curious eyes. His separate cute and annoying meows.His endless desire to go out. And then come in.The way he’d get scared of my hand raised because of my endless disciplinary hand-corporal punishment.His fear of heights and how he hung from my bed, waiting for roomie Manju to … More Bilbo, the Billie Baby | thislifemyday poetry

Apei/Grandma | thislifemyday poetry

• Apei/Grandma • Sparsely dotted with frecklesLike paper that’s recycledTwo valleys, long and thinA river runs in between A river and two valleysCarried many babiesAlso conveyed treasuresBorrowed from the jungles That scenery of flesh and skinThat smell of a flower dyingFeminine but not delicateUnbreakable but exhausted As mother took care of youOn your death bedI … More Apei/Grandma | thislifemyday poetry

Trash and Swords | thislifemyday poetry

• Trash and Swords • TAC-DEF ki kangshi ghariTAC-DEF ki kangshi ghari Our garbage truck jingle. “Dustbin is here!” Someone would shout,and the usual chaos would ensue.Up and down, in and out,get that dustbin, get that box.Chaos brought by the time-bound truck. Time-bound, time-bound,I’ve heard that somewhere;yes, in my classroom back in the city,ma’am saying … More Trash and Swords | thislifemyday poetry

Nineteen Lines | thislifemyday poetry

•Nineteen Lines• A poem written for my dear friend Pamziuliu on her 26th birthday (19th August 2019). You can check out her blog here http://freedomindelirium.wordpress.com. Seven months and two days ago,On my 24th birthday, you wrote me 24 lines.Lines filled with sparks and lights that are so reminiscent of our long nights.Be it at our … More Nineteen Lines | thislifemyday poetry

Hey Next Door Aunty | thislifemyday poetry

•Hey Next Door Aunty• Hey next door AuntyShould I say good morning?Or is it too late you think?I should’ve been done with sweepingAnd dusting, mopping, cleaningThe courtyard, rooms and ceilingBut my eyes are not openingI stayed up whole night reading Hey next door AuntyAre you on the verandah seat?I’m sure you’re gonna catch meAnd tell … More Hey Next Door Aunty | thislifemyday poetry

Magical Human Connections at Shirui Lily Fest 2018 | thislifemyday travels

Hello, beautiful people. Get ready for a long read. The story of Shirui is one that brings together elements of magical realism, indigenous culture and botanical wonder. Being someone who does not come from Shirui Village let alone the Tangkhul community, my best words will never do justice to Shirui and all its magic. For … More Magical Human Connections at Shirui Lily Fest 2018 | thislifemyday travels