If I had to describe 2025 in one word, it would be read. I read more than I ever have before — over 70 books, give or take a few that blurred into each other by the end. Paperbacks, hardcovers, Kindle pages, voices in my ears through audiobooks — stories followed me...
All I wanted was a break. Not a packed itinerary, not a checklist of must-see spots — just a pause. A few quiet days away from screens, deadlines, and the constant mental noise. I chose Kochi for that stillness. The sea air, the slower mornings, the promise of walking...
There’s an unspoken rule for eldest daughters in many Indian families: carry everything, expect nothing, and never put yourself first. I followed it for years. Until I turned thirty —single, steady, and finally choosing my own joy—and realised something quietly...
I’ve always believed that bookstores tell you a great deal about a city. They reveal what it values, how much time it allows for wandering, and whether curiosity is encouraged or merely tolerated. Bangalore, in many ways, is a city made for readers. Tucked between...
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to be understanding.It’s a word I’ve heard all my life — often as a compliment.“She’s so understanding,” people would say, as if it were the gold standard of being a “good” person. And I am understanding. I try to...
