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Vandana Saras

Vandana Saras was born in New Delhi, India. After living long-term in New Delhi, Mumbai, Moscow and New York, she has made New York City her home.

Here she fell love with writing and its forms and possibilities- documentation, catharsis, expression, a medium for raising consciousness and an art-form. She writes fiction and poetry and ever since writing “picked her”, it’s become a necessity like breathing, eating and loving.

She has also studied Electrical Engineering, is a professional model currently represented by Elite Model Management in New York City and is a documentary photographer. Some of her recent photographs of people, market-places and landscapes in India, Nepal and Tibet are showing at Sohostudios, NYC.




The Lady

Eyes deep in the sockets of her head

The head stooped into neck

The neck into her chest

The breasts run to stomach

The stomach lies low in her pelvis

The pelvis resting heavily on a wooden bench in the park

Her legs dangle in the quiet breeze-

     Ding       dong

          Ding       dong

     Ding       dong

     ...


After a struggle between shaky hands and a bag

She takes out an old mirror with a rusted handle

Checks her face with tremorous lips

Content, she looks up and smiles

She has made peace with gravity.



© Vandana Saras



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