Dear Dad.

Butter chicken and naan, That’s what my dad would get me, Every time I excelled at school. Then he would get me books, Any and all, I just had to linger on that shelf. If I looked at a saree too long, He would say “pack it”. I remember I had to choose a third…

What’s your definition of a perfect world?

In a perfect world, things would happen to my liking, to my tastes and to my sensibilities. And I call it perfect because I understand that they are not likely to happen that way. So here’s what I will settle for. Books to read. Concepts and abstractions to wonder about. Notebooks to jot down my…

If you must do something, then inspire people to truly live.

Language barely does the job of expressing how we feel; words cannot always convey the depth of an emotion a person can feel at a moment for another person, be it for a friend, a lover or a child. And funnily, as much as we would like to pretend otherwise, the intensity of the emotion…

Good Beginnings are overrated 

  In my experience the phrase, “First impression is the last impression,” could not be more inaccurate because one of my closest friendships had a shaky beginning. We did not like each at all in the beginning, but now seven years later, here we are, by each other’s sides.  We feel immensely grateful that we…

Thank God for complexity; else we wouldn’t have miracles!

“I don’t like the clean-shaven boy with the necktie and the good job. I like desperate men, men with broken teeth and broken minds and broken ways. They interest me. They are full of surprises and explosions.”  — Charles Bukowski There is something intrinsically interesting about complexity. I love complexity for its complexity. I like…

A Letter to My Future Child

My Dear Love, When you come into this world, it will be the most beautiful and the most scariest day of my life. It will be beautiful because you will make me so happy, but it will be scary because the thought of you ever being sad will make me sad. And my mind will…

Courage is Fear Walking

As children you always look up to your parents as the perfect human beings, they are your personal crisis managers, your A-Team. At midnight, when the monsters come out, they take out their magic wands and chase them away. When they hug you, the world is restored to a happy place. When they say, it’s going…