A premature eulogy to my messy roomAfter a year of living and working out of a small room at my parents’ rented home, I went to Bangalore last month. It wasn’t a vacation; I…Aug 22, 2021Aug 22, 2021
This was the best year of my lifeIt’s strange that 2020 turned out to be such a tough year. How could such a perfect sounding year go so wrong? It’s the year I grew up most…Dec 20, 2020Dec 20, 2020
An ode to my UkuleleIt’s funny that one of the most recent additions to my possessions has become one of my most valued. My attachment to the compact mahogany…Nov 19, 20201Nov 19, 20201
Why I simply can’t moveMy class teacher in third standard was a wonderful woman. I don’t remember her face, but I remember the peace, fairness and wisdom she…Oct 10, 20201Oct 10, 20201
Stop the over-emphasis on social skillsEven while preparing for my trip to Bangalore for the five-day finals of the Whiz Kids contest for school-going students from across India…Aug 13, 2020Aug 13, 2020
I finally converted to using a menstrual cup!We were once discussing life goals in college, about two years ago. In the lines of buying a house, opening a cafe at a hill-station, and…Jul 30, 2020Jul 30, 2020
I gave my father a lockdown haircut. It was quite the experience.I cut my father’s hair today. With a pair of scissors that I think I bought for around ₹30, and an ignored plastic comb that I have no…Jul 19, 2020Jul 19, 2020
Recognising, acknowledging and negotiating with AnxietyWARNING: I’m writing this in hope to create more awareness about anxiety, and to help others like me recognise and acknowledge their…Jul 5, 2020Jul 5, 2020
My life, told in cups of ChaiWhat was your childhood drink? I’ve seen people here in India fight over whether Horlicks, Bournvita or Milo was better. But my drink had…Jun 27, 2020Jun 27, 2020
