• The Singh Cycle

    I met another Punjabi guy. Cue the symphony of moans, groans and sighs from those who…

  • Tequila, tea or me

    We all carry the salt-rimmed ghost of a night we’ve sworn to forget. Ask anyone and…

  • Of Catholicism and love

    I met a guy who questioned my faith. It started with me being more intentional with…

  • The last “I love you”

    Mummy and I do this thing: “Who’s mummy’s darling?” she would say. “Pig,” I would reply,…

  • Hello World!

    Welcome to WordPress! This is your first post. Edit or delete it to take the first…