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
I love dosas. I loved them when it meant a family outing to Sagar Ratna in Defence Colony for their red chutney, I loved them when I had a long period of extreme stomach situations and the only thing I could eat out was a…dosa(!), I loved them when I had two Arab Udupis equidistant … Continue reading D is for Dosa
I took the last flight out of Abu Dhabi so I could wrap up work in peace. By the time I reached home in Delhi it was nearly 5 am. Our appointment with the lawyer was for 10 am and the courts were nearly an hour away from home. That left me four hours to … Continue reading Rushing Through
Sometimes there are moments that I feel I am unable to share with anyone. Like how I felt when I visited my nani’s house a few days ago. Or when people talked to me about things that happened around her funeral. It was hard to swallow through those moments that felt like a lifetime. Sure … Continue reading Moments from New Delhi
There is exactly one month left before the marriage is officially (ahem) solemnised. I am completely consumed by the endless details of the wedding. But there are days when I feel I am well on time with most of the big things taken care of. Then there are days when the loose ends of each … Continue reading Big? Yes. Fat? Yes. Wedding? Yes Sir!
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