LOVE. LOSS. COOKING.The 5 am alarm would go off as per usual and I would look at my mother with half-open squinty eyes, wondering why she must wake up so early…Nov 28, 2021Nov 28, 2021
Published inBe YourselfSaving kids, one ball at a timeIn the interiors of Assam, dreams and aspirations are not found in abundance. Adults worry about earning enough for the day, while kids…Oct 10, 2020Oct 10, 2020
Of orchids and dreamsDisoriented, groggy, and completely unaware of her whereabouts, she found herself standing at the edge of a road in the dark of the night…Jun 13, 2020Jun 13, 2020
The women are alrightIt was 11 at night and I was walking along a dim-lit alley that leads up to my home. As I do usually, I was listening to music loudly…Oct 8, 2018Oct 8, 2018
Published inBe YourselfYin to my YangSome of us are either incredibly lucky or pathetic — I can’t decide yet which one truly applies to us chosen ones. Some of us have been…Aug 26, 2018Aug 26, 2018
P.S. I love youTucked away in the heart of the city, stood a 15-storeyed building. It was nothing short of a miracle, finding a house in Mumbai that was…Aug 11, 2018Aug 11, 2018
Published inP.S. I Love YouThe Safe HouseSrinagar is an exquisite place! The lakes, the greenary and the tehzeeb is quite different from anywhere I have been. In my (limited)…Jul 14, 20181Jul 14, 20181
Published inAscent PublicationQuintessential MumbaiWasim had donned the hat of a tour guide. Ketan, Vatsala and I formed a beeline behind him, as he navigated us through a busy Mohammad Ali…Jun 9, 2018Jun 9, 2018
Next station…..DadarI was having a rather odd day. It felt like the entire world was moving fast, but I was stationary. Sitting by my lonesome, I felt the…May 14, 2018May 14, 2018
Published inBe Yourself14 years with and 14 years withoutI remember the exact moment I became a grown up. I was 14 years old, sitting on the veranda of my neighbour’s house in my native hometown…Apr 3, 20185Apr 3, 20185
A story worth remembering…a story worth tellingNot more than 5 months ago, I was staring at the purple ceiling of my tent with absolute certainty that I was going to meet my death miles…Mar 25, 2018Mar 25, 2018
Published inBe YourselfWarm + Fuzzy = Grandma!“I hope you don’t mind my asking…how much do you earn now?,” she asked Meera, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. She felt her face flush…Mar 11, 2018Mar 11, 2018
What is the source of your magic?Two words, one name! It has the power to band together millions of people from across the world, no explanation required!Feb 7, 2018Feb 7, 2018
‘’Time’s Up’’ — A guide to new-age feminism!You all know how the story goes. You have probably been raised on this school of thought that you had to be a certain way because you are a…Jan 18, 2018Jan 18, 2018
Musings of a secretly miserable girl!It has taken me about two years to get here! Are you wondering where ‘here’ is? It is today…right now…where I have decided I am going to…Jan 1, 2018Jan 1, 2018
