Letting pain be your messenger to heal
Category: Spilled Ink
Original prose and poetry
Narrative of a heartbreak
When your heart breaks into a million pieces
The sea at midnight
Silence. Sometimes you don’t need words to feel a connection. All you need is some good company, a bunch of … More
Letter to the ones coping
Hi, Are you doing okay? It’s a rather funny question. But, has anyone asked you this today – How are … More
Joy
Experience what’s within your soul
Chewing Gum
Stuck and don’t know where to go?
Blur
When you are consumed by fear
The Rain
A magical moment in the rain that can change things for two people.
Within
Verses inspired by a journey within.
Healing
Two friends stuck in different paths in their lives meet to have a conversation on life.
10 minutes
He asked for 10 minutes of her time to get to know her. What happens when she agrees?
The Taxi Ride
Two strangers share a cab and a conversation.
Abuse: Beyond headlines and movements
“Why are the women talking about this now when it happened long ago?” “She should have known.” “She isn’t famous … More
The little things in life
Click click. Walk. Print. Meetings. Presentations. I have found myself having an amazing learning experience recently. Work has been fulfilling. … More
#MeToo
I thought I was alone. A woman. My truth. Against the world. It was dirty. It felt wrong. It happened … More
Feelings
I feel feelings. Some rational. Some irrational. My heart it wants love. My heart it wants to love. Feelings. I … More
Letter to my younger brother
Dear Little Brother, You are no longer little having grown taller than me in stature. You are about to embark … More
Of broken resolutions and hope in a jar
I may not have it all. What I have though, is a precious thing called HOPE bottled up to be used wisely and generously.
Letter to my 18 year old self.
Dear Anusha, You are 18. You have just left home and have started going to college in a different city. … More
A moment of anxiety
The thoughts, they flow. They know. They go. I breathe. It’s calm. Outside. A storm. Inside. The clock. It ticks. … More
My body offends
A women’s body offends people and they all try to control it.
Blood
There was a light shining through the rubble. It wasn’t too bright. Just enough to offer hope that there was a way out. Ayesha was trapped beneath the rubble.
Afterwards
Numb. Both body and soul. Hurting and some more. Will the pain stop? Yes, it will if you choose to … More
Meera
“In complete control, pretending control, With dignified authority, we are charlatans. Or maybe just a goat’s-hair brush in a painter’s … More
Life in a box
“The wound is the place where the light enters you.” -Rumi “1…2…3…4…5…” Leila was counting in the distance while … More
Pause
“Which is worth more, a crowd of thousands, Or your own genuine solitude? Freedom, or power over an entire nation? … More
The Seekers
“What you seek is seeking you.” Her City 12:45am I’m walking out of the club. By now my head is … More
The Good Girl
“Don’t raise your voice.” “Don’t laugh loudly.” “Don’t go out and play, you’ll tan your skin.” “Don’t sit like this. … More