PIE-yell, PAY-Y’all, Pee-all, and to play it safe it was just Patel.

Growing up with a unique name is something I know well.

To make things easy it’s pronounced PILE.

A pile of shoes that I can’t help adding to every time I go shopping.

A pile of old Bollywood tunes I hum when obsessively organizing anything I can get my hands on.

A pile of traditions that I grew up with, the Southern ones,

the Indian ones, the American ones.

A pile of memories taken from behind a lens.

A pile of mixed up languages in my head.

A pile of a superstitions, and a bit of dramatic flare.

Hi, I’m Payal. 


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