07/03/2018
For all the women out there.
I battled Cancer 10 years ago. Strangely the 10th anniversary has brought back vivid, though provoking memories. I was taught about the meaning of silver linings in a story read as course work in school. I understood the concept of Silver lining as a practical process and not merely a literary phrase, when one day I battled for life.
I have been penning new write ups since I came to London and somehow I still haven't been able to write about Cancer. I figured till I speak about it, I can't release the occasional fear. Yes it still sometimes, bothers me.
So I would be performing a piece called Cancer on the 13th march (check story) to provide respite to myself and relatability to the audience, if there is a comrade present. Otherwise hoping to build Baatein bigger and make more beautiful individuals a part of the conversation.
In frame: two versions of me. Certain pomp that I fuse in, on a gloomy Monday and ofcourse just the regular smiling me.
If anyone is in London do come. We could chat till the dawn yawns and the dusk slowly opens its eyes.
@ Flat Iron Square
