Maitreyi Nigwekar

Love wrapped up in horror. Horror dressed up as love. How do I distinguish the two? They seem to have merged together to create their own...

I’ll remember. I’ll remember for the both of us. I’ll remember the promises we made and the life we wanted. I’ll remember the good and...

Am I the shards that people see or am I the fragments that I feel? Which one is the truth? My lifelong search for the truth comes to a...