Sreesha Divakaran's Blog, page 8
March 31, 2017
Arriving Somewhere, But Not Here | #AtoZChallenge
I don’t go to that side of town anymore, where you used to live. Even the thought of it haunts me, the once-familiar geography tortures me even in memory. The neighborhood is filled with ghosts waiting to devour me. The lake… 
Arriving Somewhere, But Not Here
I don’t go to that side of town anymore, where you used to live. Even the thought of it haunts me, the once-familiar geography tortures me even in memory. The neighborhood is filled with ghosts waiting to devour me. The lake…
March 26, 2017
Unsent Letters
He walked up to me, wheeling two large suitcases, and asked if the seat next to me was taken. I said it was not. He was new to the city. Originally from your hometown – something I’d guessed even before… 
March 19, 2017
Theme Reveal! #AtoZChallenge – 2017
Remember the time I told you about the girl I killed and buried so that another one could emerge in her place? One who looked and sounded like her, but was disdainful of all of the things the first one… 
March 12, 2017
Waking Up To Brown
“What is the one color you would never use to paint your room?” he asked. “Brown,” I said without missing a beat. “Why?” “It’s so dull and depressing. Waking up to that every morning is not something I imagine is a… 
March 5, 2017
Reaching For A Low Sky
“And what will you say when he asks since when you’ve been unwell?” “Since yesterday afternoon.” “And when he asks if you’ve taken any medication?” “I took some cough syrup.” At this point, a grin would spread across his face.… 
February 26, 2017
There She Goes Again, With Her Dancing Shoes
It was in the third grade (or second, or fourth, I forget) that they decided to split the dance and gymnastics classes at my school. At first, all the students of a class would attend both. After the split, girls attended… 
February 19, 2017
Lessons from Blog Stalking
A quirky blog post title can sometimes grab your attention. I chanced upon one of these quirky titles a while ago on Twitter, visited the blog and got hooked. Hooked? Hell, I fell in love! The language, the stories she… 
February 12, 2017
Moth to a Flame
There’s no silence to be had Between us, or so my instincts claim. You rarely let me in even so, Should I then try again? Your glass is full of stories Of your friends and your fame. I’ve tried to… 
February 5, 2017
Mr. Heckles and I
H joined our team at work a couple of years ago and disliked me almost instantly. I say “almost” because at first (during the first week at least), she tried hard to force her way into our group. We were… 
