Every choice I make, every crossroads of lifeThere’s a version of me I’ll never metWhom I’ve without even trying, left behindPerhaps, she’ll turn up at another turn-Yet, it’s also possible, she’ll be gone like dustA part of me regrets, wonders,Who…
A poem on how rest has helped my mental well-being.
A poem reminding us that we are too young for us to judge ourselves.
Many counter-trends have started against the Gemini AI powered retro saree trend that has cropped up on social media, especially on META powered Instagram. Creators including eco-advocate and feminist Nanaya Premnath have called it out for digital colonization, ethical and…
“Everything has a cost. Never forget that.” As a child, Arya had always thought these words were either mundane and transactional spoken in a store from a minimum wage clerk who was waiting for their lucky strike to go big…
The world is overwhelmingCan I be a piece of sandLost in millions with no purpose, no bills, no understandingOf the toxicity we wade throughJust to make itAnother day.Can I please be a grain of sandTo be lost in the vastness…
Just another poem on defying depression.
Communities are an essential part of beating eco-anxiety and building resilience and solutions to climate change. But the wrong community can wreck you. So here's my two cents on balancing self and community.
Trigger Warming: Anxiety Overwhelmed, breathless, problems crowding in I write down my problems, Drowning. Drowning. Drowning. I tell myself just one thing- Break it down, problems to bite sized pieces, That are easy to solve, digestible they would say And…
I was prepared for the winter blues, (while the world burnt, they said I still had to take care of me …and I agreed- a sign of healing) Sun lamp? Ready. Hot water? Ready. Cute sweaters? Ironed and out. But…
