Personal stories
This is a topic I haven’t found enough information about online. I am convinced no human thought or feeling is unique to an individual – everything has been considered by someone before us who’s also bothered to document it online. I’ll except the genius brainwaves, but those are rare. This is about endorphins making you … Continue reading Making sense
The street I live on is lined with large, Plane trees that are deciduous in nature. They are a constant reminder of London’s four seasons, and for me, personally, a way of attuning my mind to what’s coming next. They personify the lyrical concepts of a joyous spring and a maturing autumn sun; the lively … Continue reading Tree, family
https://longreads.com/2019/03/22/cominghome/ I don’t know the writer of this article, but I know so many of the feelings and moments she has described. Right from letting a vulture eat my jam toasts to finding solace in Urdu when the outside world stopped making sense, this essay has articulated so much of my life in just a … Continue reading Delhi and Urdu
Ruhi recently visited Mumbai and brought back alphonso mangoes for her friends. I got three. I had the first one on Sunday night. The next one on Monday. I thought I’d give Tuesday a break, and have the last one on Wednesday night before leaving home for a four-day holiday. But I forgot about it … Continue reading Summer
My recent trip to India got me thinking about mainstreaming. It began with the hardcore, pendu Punjabi songs which have spread like an epidemic. I wonder how and when people in Delhi became so Punjabi that they started listening to songs that are hard to understand and don’t even sound good. I thought it was … Continue reading Mainstreaming
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