Hola, amigos! I’m back after a long hiatus from blogging to pontificate on pride and its follies. I’m not sure if I’ll keep coming back to blogging or this is just a one-off thing because I needed to vent. Either way, I’m writing tonight and I wondered if some of you felt the same way…
The tragedy of life is not death but what we let die inside of us while we live – Norman Cousins Copyright © 2019 Pradita Kapahi Illustration by Pradita Kapahi
He says, I’m an ascetic. Then molests a girl. She says, gender equality. Then whines over reservations. He says, I want to change the world. But he spits on the road. She says, I’m not a faker. But spends hours on photoshop. They say, we want justice, peace. They incite to break, maim, wage war.…
It’s been a long, long time since I posted something here. A few days back, I was checking my WP stats here (don’t know why though; they’ve only been going down) and I gasped when I realized that my last post, Empty Spaces, was published more than 2 months ago. Two. Months. Whoa, I’ve never…
Copyright © 2019 Pradita Kapahi
Copyright © 2019 Pradita Kapahi
A lifetime Wasted Waiting For you To see, To find, To love Me. It takes You A second To forget, To dismiss, To unsee Me. And time flies For you, But all my clocks Are broken, Stuck In this one moment Of stinging Abandonment. Dearest Readers, Its the last few days of Story Mirror’s Author…
