I started a tumblr account and never followed up except to reblog angsty quotes by angsty writers and seek comfort on gloomy winter mornings like this one where I am sipping too-kadak chai and editing papers on neoliberalism.
This blog was started in a small room in Jayanagar eight years ago and has been somewhat dishonest about my life..because..you know what if my parents read it. And how can I continue blogging in a space that records so much of what isn't me now?
Let's see if I can make peace with blogging here again.
