Seventeen was a year of much learning, all of it outside the classroom. The college library was a gruesome place, with the boys being seated on the ground floor and the girls banished to the mezzanine floor overhead. Itwas like being on a rather volatile Venus that would suddenly be…
I once wrote a secret blog titled ‘Office Capers’. I thought about the people I called colleagues. Is work really something you can detach from you?
I sat on the grass for a long time. It felt like it, as I breathed every second that passed. Even the quest for peace is unfamiliar.
My friend and I accidentally stumbled onto a kind of male predator when we fell into crosstalk and realised we were talking about the same person.
To my friends in so many places, I’m upset. Badly so. I’m not okay with your calling me only when you have problems in your love life. I’m struck even worse by the fact that you have no time to hear about my love life problems or worse, that you…
Some day perhaps I will be in love. And it will be better than the fairytales.
So it’s that time of the year again, the time to take stock and look back. Funnily enough, for a compulsive organizer/list-maker like me, it isn’t coming naturally this time round. Even funnier considering it isn’t just year end but decade end and actually end of the first decade of…
I came to Bangalore over 10 years back. I was falling in love. Not with a person or even a place. I was really, completely, truly committing myself to life. I was 19. I had just weathered a tempestuous adolescence culminating in my dropping out of college. Then I licked…
It’s easy to blame Raja Betas on poor motherhood . But ‘Wake Up Sid’ made me realise that Indian women are molded into a peculiar kind of motherhood.
We are a generation of options. ‘It’s complicated’ refers to everything in our lives. But is it just the men making it so?