From the stomach of whales

'The way words are used is a running leitmotif in this collection', says the author

In her essay, “No straight thing was ever made”, poet Urvashi Bahuguna writes: “In 2014, when I move to Mumbai to work… I feel incredibly let down [by my family]. …Why did other people’s parents call every day? I am too upset to admit I would have hated daily calls.” As the reader learns, Bahuguna was dealing with mental health issues at that time. She writes: “…in 2015, I make a breakthrough in my mental health journey. An unhappy relationship dissolves. I find a young, hilarious therapist in Mumbai. I pierce my nose (something my ex expressly discouraged me from