The Photocopy

I’m in a great mood. I’ve cut myself a mango, watched Miss Congeniality and feel like I can tackle this particular story and do it justice. The incident I speak of dates back to the summer of 2014, when I was ...

The Call

He was 15 years old. The boy belonged to a family of professionals – His mother was a doctor and his father a lawyer. One of his brothers was studying to be an engineer, and his sister was already a qualified d...

My Name Is

I met her couple of months ago, at work. My slightly disgruntled self (blame my inability to enjoy hot summer mornings) was at the pantry, filling up my water bottle at the dispenser. “Good morning, ma’am! How...

A Love Story

It’s an annoying business. Human nature is such. We give our hearts out to someone or something and almost always, it leads to heartbreak. I’ve often wondered at our resilience, our ability to put up with sever...

Hey Dad!

Hey there! I am - well - you could call me the ‘essence’ of your daughter. I am presuming that you’re confused right now, so let me explain. I was alive and fully developed in my mother’s womb, and I have vivid...

Acceptance

The organization I currently work for has very kindly organized pick-up and drop cabs that run every hour just to cater to its employees. Needless to say, this was a life saver, especially in Chennai’s summers,...

Screw You, English!

This is a rant. Surprisingly, it is a rant against my first language, English. I am not sure whether it’s a rant against the language specifically, or one against the users of it. I am, obviously, talking abou...

To Mother Bears Everywhere

I have no clue how they do it. Today just wasn’t the best of days for me. Moody Mondays, anyone? I had a long day at work, and someone very dear to me told me things I hadn’t expected or wanted to hear. (I’m no...

Things Nobody Tells You About Growing Up!

Ayyo. I seem to be in the mood to rant. Where do I even begin about this whole growing up business! I do not like it as much as I thought I would, I tell you that. It is NOT as fun as being a kid. Back in the ...

The One With The US Visa

My grandparents, who had been wise and brave enough to give birth to and raise four little ankle biters – all of whom grew up to live in different parts of the world (Bahrain, UAE, New York, and Canada), have d...