“That night, I took a while falling asleep and when I did, I had a strange dream. She was sitting in my rocking chair and rocking herself, her dead eyes fixed on me. I lay on my bed, paralysed with… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“Applying nail polish is an art. You need non-shaky hands. And a calm and Zen-like nature. I am not calm and have but a… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“Every heart needed to contain stories that were too overwhelming to reveal to another human being.” — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“Love, now that was dangerous. It plucks your heart out of your chest cavity and throws it into the skies where all you can… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“The newly minted maternal heart, it completely melted into mush, the oxytocin I know now, had kicked in, and how. I would fight tigers… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“...with the nonchalance that came from the belief of youth that nothing could go wrong, and whatever could already had.” — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“The most difficult thing to do after a life well lived is to sit down and type it all out. To start with, your… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“If you leave assumptions lying around unchallenged and uncorrected, it isn’t long before they morph into facts.” — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“It was a good thing that when it came to married men, she was a girl with a firm moral compass, or else she… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“To say I was socked in the soft spot by this message from Pixie would be an understatement. I was socked very hard in… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“Religion stays with you long after you have lost faith, buried somewhere in your subconscious, waiting to rise and take over your need to… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“The heart, it still beats stoically in my ribcage, but it knows its time is up. Strange how the repository of one’s existence is… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“There is a charm to letters and cards that emails and smses can’t ever replicate, you cannot inhale them, drawing the fragrance of the… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“That night, I took a while falling asleep and when I did, I had a strange dream. She was sitting in my rocking chair… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“There was an evil wind howling through the undulating hills that night, rattling the loose panes in the windows of the cottage, keeping me… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
“Memories are fragile, you try to grab them and they skitter away in various directions. Trying to gather them together to write them out… — Kiran Manral Copy Share Image
