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‘Sometimes I feel I want to blurt out so much but it gets stuck somewhere
Sometimes I see you wanting to tell me something but it gets stuck somewhere
Sometimes I see us sharing a few difficult sentences but then it gets stuck somewhere….\’
I feel like most of my life I have been a box of feelings, I feel so much so often that I cannot get my thoughts in order.
Checking my WhatsApp chat list made me realise so many people I would chat with on a regular basis now have slid down the chat list bit by bit, and ofcourse I too have in their list.
There are days I want to reach out to so many of my friends and family and I just cannot, the thought of organising my thoughts to have a in depth conversation seems like a big task. So I let our chats disappear somewhere as life takes over in the present moment.
I realised this is how some of my friends and family also must feel. That there is so much to say that nothing comes out.
I sometimes visualise all of us in a factory somewhere, a factory of feelings, each person in a different shape of a box, either big or small or dented , either bright or dull or patched up. Regardless of the exterior, there is so much stored inside, feelings that can run a river. Yet nothing comes out.
I believe we all have become so emotionally independent and also empathetic that we think multiple times before reaching out to anyone.
I honestly feel as if I am disturbing someone who clearly has a lot going on, that I don\’t want to cast a shadow over someone\’s sunshine, so I just deal with myself.
But off late more and more I feel that I have boxed up my feelings and so have so many people around me. I truly believe that we should open the box and let out our emotions bit by bit.
Sometimes I speak at length and you listen
Sometimes you speak at length and I listen
Sometimes we both speak so that feelings flow …
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I recommend reading Manjiri Indurkar's Origami Aai alongside her memoir to have a fulfilling and enriching experience of telling one's story with grace.
It’s All In Your Head, M famed author Manjiri Indurkar’s debut poetry collection, Origami Aai, is independent and yet an extension of her memoir in which she speaks with utmost grace about all forms of abuses that she has survived. In this book of intriguing and evocative poems, the poet weaves words to form images of the everyday life of her middle-class family, love found and lost, trauma, and healing.
The collection is divided into four segments, beginning with the family, slowly moving towards the world, and finally colliding them together.
We aren’t in mourning, but we are creatures of habit.
So we talk of each one who died of drowning,
and I listen to her stories with the patience
of a chronicler.
– Funereal Stories
When someone accuses you of "too much feminism", what they are really saying is, "I am uncomfortable with you challenging the status quo and disrupting my privilege".
Time and again, there is one phrase that keeps coming up in the social media discourse on feminism. Any guesses?
Ah, no prizes for guessing the infamous “itni bhi feminist” or “too much feminism” phrase, a classic eye-roller for me, and I am sure for many more of my tribe, in the realm of gender equality discussions.
Pray tell me, how can an ideology, a movement be too ‘much’? It’s not salt or the seasoning of your soup where you can go, “Oops, too much salt, only one spoon was required”. Either you stand for what feminism stands for, or you don’t.
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