Sometime back I wrote a post about the books I read in 2025…As much as I like to believe I’m an eclectic reader, 2025 made my patterns impossible to ignore. I kept circling back to the same genres — not out of habit, but out of need. Each one fed a different...
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...
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...
The Push and Pull of Family Family is complicated — a mix of love, loyalty, and unspoken expectations. They’ve seen us grow, stumble, succeed, and change. But sometimes, that’s exactly what makes it hard. The people who think they know you best often have the hardest...
