The V Word

SELF PORTRAYAL   I don't choose between my Friends Thinking of what represents me the most, something that I grew up with, something that I cannot let go! And for me it was always books, as it opened a world of possibilities for me. Hence a lot of my goals started shifting and I would rather say they started to form, when I began reading as a passion and not just a manndate of education and literacy! There is always a point in life where you believe the most in your own worth, and for me it arrives when I dive into words and a world of literature.  Reading not only led me to great literatures like Bronte Sisters, it also drove me to fashion magazines like VOGUE, Architectural Digest, very early on! I thought alot about which to highlight, the love for fashion and aesthetics or for books and scribbles? And I could not choose, therefore I started by writing, 'I don't choose between my friends!' In the above image, there is my bubble of life, my notebook, which defines my ...

I wear a bra so that I can be taped with the right manners, just like my nipples on the right cup size, and my bedroom does not smell like my character so rotten for you. It's hard to tell if the bra is or is not a part of my body anymore. I don't remember the last time, I threw your manners into the darkness of my comfort. I wear a T-shirt as long as the roots of your culture, which I have begun to detest. It's the holiness of my clothes that bothers me, and the branches of the same culture, reflect in my mirror, I check 1000 times before I walk out of my house. I wear underwear, no laces, no thongs, as you would like to imagine. You see I cover myself so that no one knows the terrifying thoughts that wander with me at night. I cover because the laces bother me with slut shaming, and thongs make me feel I have no values. Even my values are marked with the kind of fabric I choose. I wear jeans, so loose, and yet it suffocates every inch on my thigh and legs, squeezing t...