Buns and Corners

As human as they come.

Who.

Buns and corners is merely an organised outlet of an introvert who always expressed better in writing. Currently, said introvert is using this platform to give form to thoughts, musings and feelings.

  • To the tiny human that came out of me.

    I can’t wait to get to know you. I know it’s a process. There will be a new you everyday, every week, every month, every year and I am eager to meet them all. I will all my power through you because kid, you are going to need it. You have come into a world Read more

  • Ammachi

    I used to sometimes tell Ammachi she is like a ‘konju’ (prawn/ shell fish) to tease her. I could tell that she did not really like it, just as she did not like being touched on her nose. I secretly agreed with her on the nose touching. It is a boundary that I also wouldn’t Read more

  • Little Miss Maturity

    Little miss maturity, misplaced through the ages Mischief lurking deep restrained by the good girl Bumping off of ill fit pieces clicking in at intervals Marvelled, charmed, awed mostly lost, guilted, appalled Little miss maturity she strains her neck around Stumbles back, teetering ahead is where the stream flows on Righteous indignation flavours lenses she Read more

  • The -isms, adulting and the ensuing confusion

    We are the generation of -isms that put to words, the issues of the pastEach day, each month, each year I learn an -ism that I didn’t knowScrambling to understand everything that is wrong and that which can last.Each right of the day, the wrong of the next, the right of a few, the wrong Read more

  • Dear baby nibling,

    I have known you since before you knew yourself. I have loved you even before I laid eyes on you. You were born into your tiny little world full of love and care even when chaos ensued outside. And I have grown to love you and care for you in pixels within a rectangular box. Read more

  • My Appoo

    I lost my appoo this week, my grandfather (appooppan). My appoo (as I fondly called him) was many things to many people. He was called by many names. He was sir to his colleagues and students, he was achan, thangochettan, thanguvelliachan, appooppan to his family. He was an educator and a fighter. The appoo I Read more