by Bindu Narula | 12 Jun 2020 | General
I was at my desk by 10 am. It’s part of a new writing routine, to turn up at the same time, same place. It’s a way of showing the muse my commitment to her. But in the last two days, not much writing or research has happened. Yesterday, instead of opening the laptop...
by Bindu Narula | 6 Feb 2019 | Poems
Done They stitched the mouths of the storytellers in my family. Stories brimming with Courage, Beauty, Love Got replaced by rule books On should’s and don’ts. That’s why I was born. With mouth stitched up. That’s why I put up and shut up Until everything...
by Bindu Narula | 11 Jul 2018 | Poems
Waking Up in the Outback Under the blue dome skies, Anklets jingle. Clouds of red dust blind. A screech pierces ears, Reverberate as words in my womb. ‘Wake up! Wake Up!’ I lift my head skyward. Mother Kali! Mother Goddess, Blue-black skin Thunderbolts in Her eyes. I...
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