Author Archives: Bhumika's Boudoir

About Bhumika's Boudoir

I love to laugh, and end up being a part of high drama and stormy emotion even when I don't pursue it. Being creative, and communicating with people get me going. I enjoy all the good things in life especially those that are slightly risque, and apologise little, if ever, for all that I do. Literature is a passion and so is music.

Legacy

Posted on March 20, 2023 by Bhumika's Boudoir

The universe has been very kind. The last week we got with Papa was meaningful and traumatic. Amma and I got to tell him how much we love him. We asked only once for forgiveness. We had no need for … Continue reading →

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Vigil

Posted on February 26, 2023 by Bhumika's Boudoir

Vicks Vaporub. It’s one of my earliest childhood memories. The smell to date can comfort me and fool me into feeling safe, warm, loved. Like my father’s beautiful hands were when he tenderly applied it on my nose, forehead, chest, … Continue reading →

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Strawberry

Posted on December 18, 2022 by Bhumika's Boudoir

I have been dreaming about pools of blood. It’s in all shades of red. Vermillion. Scarlet. Crimson. But not rust, not brown, almost black, like blood really is. My back aches often and my left leg pulls and throbs in … Continue reading →

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In these cities we had sex

Posted on December 15, 2022 by Bhumika's Boudoir

Delhi wears aggression on its sleeve. Everyone knows who I am. Desire is for the taking. Or the slapping away. By dupattas, sandals, fair slender Sikhni hands, ‘Do you know who my father is?’ Chennai is a certain sly seedines. … Continue reading →

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Guilt

Posted on December 11, 2022 by Bhumika's Boudoir

My mother says that when I was growing up, she couldn’t wait for me to be older. When I was a few days old, she looked at my cousin who was a year old at the time and in the … Continue reading →

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