Amrutha Srinivasan Instagram – Random thoughts- Is it that my hands always find something to do, or is it Sivagnanavathy capturing my hands in action, repeatedly, without fail? It’s a little bit of both. A friend of mine used to (still does) jokingly say “oh here comes the mom/ aaya of the group, ready to clean up the mess at the party”. It did feel true. Neither did I take it as a compliment, nor did it bother me enough to want to “change” that part of me. I never thought much of it until I truly understood where it came from – the need to constantly be on high alert, holding it together – lest I ‘let it all fall apart’ and ‘overwhelm’ the people I care about. Well. There’s a possibility that you may not relate to THIS particular kind of “high alert”.. but.. how about this? — I’m sure a lot of people (mostly women, in my experience) will relate to me with respect to having to be on high alert all the time that someone will touch you or graze your butt without your permission; that someone will grab your breasts because “they were right there”. I hope for a space where the high alert mode ceases to exist, and “I have a boyfriend” is just information and not the only response that would ward off creeps. I hope for a day where I can just let myself be (Constantly working on choosing to do that for myself). I hope for a future where my hands don’t ‘have’ to find something to do – cover myself, en garde, but flail about happily while I gallop down the road at 2am. :) P.C.: My kutti @dignifiedrepose . ❤️