asymmetry
# asymmetry life is continuous when it’s symmetrical. i’m talking about drawing a full circle multiple times in your life. meeting a stranger from a year ago at a new chapter of your life, a full bag of books that you can be sure to discard after a year of highlighting and makes notes of each page. like my name that catches my eye in every zoom call, “prarthana aggarwal”, the perfect balance between a’s and g’s. uniform. safe. but i have an unsolicited love for asymmetry. it is the opposite of uniform and safe. it’s the feeling of coming west from home and hearing my mother’s footsteps in my nocturnal roommate’s, hearing the sleep-intruding sips of chai with the sharp rustle of the annoyingly expansive newspaper, hearing my brother’s obnoxious laughter in my roommate’s sudden early morning antics. i have to remind myself, shake my head physically, clutch the phone intoxicated on a full night’s charging, remind myself what this is. the best platform to have ...