Two days back, Hari and I lost a dear friend. Along with a sense of extreme disbelief, the other feeling that grappled me was guilt. Here was a girl who was the absolute personification of positive energy and selfless love…. Continue Reading →
When Anant Ambani got engaged recently, all of Indian social media, or at least most of them, rejoiced – not because they were happy for the couple, but because they knew they could count on the trolls to come out… Continue Reading →
My mother was telling me of a fatal accident that her relative and family met with recently. While speaking about the accident and those involved, she told me that the relative’s son lived with her, along with his wife and… Continue Reading →
It was Vedu’s kindergarten “graduation” day last weekend. That, in itself, could be theme for a whole other blog about how this culture of “graduation” for every single grade, not even separate phases of school – like kindergarten, primary school,… Continue Reading →
Today I read yet another news article about a woman who killed her children and tried to kill herself while going through severe postpartum depression. And like always there were tons of comments under this news too about how she… Continue Reading →
Reading through “Things Fall Apart” by Chinua Achebe as part of my curriculum during my B.A. course was when I first thought, consciously I mean, about my fear of becoming my mother, just like the protagonist Okonkwo lives his entire… Continue Reading →
For the last few weeks, I have been seeing posts and articles on social media about a model, described as “the guy who is publicly hated, but privately desired by every woman on the face of the earth.” Since one… Continue Reading →
Two years ago, I went through a breakup. You must be wondering what the hell I am talking about since I am still very much with my husband. I broke up with one of my best friends (Hari, being the… Continue Reading →
Many a times when I have looked back at my wedding photos, I have felt a tinge of regret seeing the photo of my dad kind of ‘sealing the bond’ and ‘uniting us for eternity’ by putting my hand in… Continue Reading →
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