Posts by Mahak Singhal

Sarah stared at her reflection in the department store mirror, running her fingers through hair that seemed to vanish between her fingertips. "I swear I had more hair yesterday," she…

Marie thought she was having a peaceful Saturday afternoon. The kids were finally napping, her husband was reading on the porch, and she decided it was the perfect time to…

Last Tuesday evening, I stood in my bathroom watching water pool around my ankles during what was supposed to be a quick shower. The drain gurgled like an angry stomach,…

Marie stares at her unmade bed, duvet twisted into what looks like a giant croissant. It's 7:30 AM in her Marseille apartment, and she's already running late for work. The…

Sarah stared at her reflection in the harsh fluorescent lighting of the department store bathroom. She'd spent forty minutes that morning with a round brush and blow dryer, wrestling her…

Margaret had always been sharp. At 68, she could still remember phone numbers from decades ago and never missed a birthday. But lately, something felt different. Names took longer to…

Sarah stared at the devastation in her backyard, coffee growing cold in her trembling hands. Three weeks of careful tending, and her prized tomato seedlings looked like they'd been through…

Sarah's grandmother meant well when she looked at her 19-year-old granddaughter's purple hair and said, "Back in my day, girls took pride in looking respectable." The words hung in the…

Last Tuesday night, my mother-in-law showed up unannounced. You know that moment when your heart skips because the house looks like a tornado hit it? But then I remembered my…

Sarah stares at her formal dining room set, the one she spent months choosing three years ago. The mahogany table gleams under the chandelier, surrounded by eight matching chairs that…