I started writing because I was afraid of how easily thoughts would disappear. Not the important—but the small ones. How light shifts when I leave a room. The sound of a page turning in the night.
Small observations. They don’t ask to be understood. Only to be recorded and maybe read, slowly.
— Lucía M.
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≻: Pukku and Perception
Grandmother says women who are loud and opinionated are a disgrace to the family. Women these days are ‘out of control‘, they watch ‘English Films’…
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≻: For the Center of my Universe, my Grandmother.
When I wanted the ” summer camp” from Kuch Kuch Hota Hai because I wanted to be Anjali ( the kid not Kajol) you were…


