Trishala Vardhan is a 24-year old Dalit Indian who has lived in the lap of language for as long as she can remember. A practicing (not yet publishing) poet, she believes both in the promise of peace, and the penance of its absence. She has currently just completed her masters in English Literature, and is working at the National Institute of Smart Governance in her hometown. Grappling with the grief of the current world order, Trishala is doing her best to be kind to her own disillusionment in a country where both death and dreams are disregarded in equal measure. Poetry is her skein of light in this survival.