"Happy Saptami!" Two words spoken by my mother that took me down memory lane. What stands out when I look back at growing up in the peculiar circumstances that we found ourselves in is the priority accorded to enjoying together rather than following tradition as word of god. When living in a Bengali locality we … Continue reading Customised Customs
It's one of the things I miss about life at Indian Statistical Institute: the 3 a.m. origin-of-the-universe talks where the ones participating in the discussion were definitely not sober (it was a sort of prerequisite). The topic of discussion on one occasion was the utility/futility of stereotypes. While most of the discussion couldn't survive the … Continue reading 5 Stereotypes We Can Do Without
Per Aspera Ad Astra- four words that aptly summarise our trip to Spiti Valley. It is a Latin phrase which means "through hardships to the stars." To say that this region is surreal is stating the obvious, to say that reaching here is tough is in the genre of FYI, what needs stating is that it's totally … Continue reading Spiti Valley
Awkward silence. The two words that define more than fifty percent of my brother and my telephonic interaction with Dad. If a conversation with Mom lasts sixty minutes, those with Dad last ten precious minutes with repetitions on health and financial issues. To be sure, he knows everything about us or rather those things that … Continue reading Father’s Day!
Let's start at the end-Tinder and me, not happening. Just not possible. Now to the story. To keep things happening in our flat, my flatmate and I decided to download Tinder, for strictly non-serious purposes. The not-for-anything-serious aspect was so important to us that every ten minutes or so we would say it out loud, … Continue reading Tryst with Tinder
"There is no happiness for him who does not travel, Rohita!...The feet of the wanderer are like the flower, his soul is growing and reaping fruit; and all his sins are destroyed by his fatigues in wandering. Therefore, wander! The fortune of him who is sitting, sits; it rises when he rises; it sleeps when … Continue reading Why Travel?
"You're lucky if you have that one friend you can trust, that one person with whom you can be yourself without feeling awkward about yourself," is the advice I received as a kid. Over the years, people came, people left. Growing up I realised that there's no good friend, better friend and the superlative best. … Continue reading On Friendship
Humne maana ki dakkan mein hai bahut qadre sukhan Kaun jaaye Zauq par Dilli ki galiyan chhod kar. -Mohammad Ibrahim Zauq (We hear that poetry is greatly valued in Deccan these days but, Zauq, who could bear to leave behind the alleyways of Delhi). People can continue fighting the battle of the best metro but … Continue reading Delhi- The Significant Other
This isn't about the philosophical with every passing breath we are a step closer towards our death. This is about the ridiculous deadline oriented society that we have created. From people's psyche to the entire system, this nation operates on deadlines. There's a time limit within which you are eligible for admission to an undergraduate … Continue reading We Come With Expiry Dates
She is the central server through which all information gets routed in our family; the epitome of adorable irrationality; the most sincere well-wisher; the nation-wants-to-know aspect of our lives. Mothers are a unique specie. While they love us unconditionally, they have also carefully built a reputation for themselves where we are truly scared of no … Continue reading The Tadka called Mom