My Nani. I last wrote about her in Oct 2021. I can’t believe it’s been 19 years already since I last met her. And a few weeks ago, I was walking in this park near my house where I sometimes go for my much-needed nature exposure, whenever I’m home. I…

Personal blogs are, more often than not, just rants. So here I am ranting about my personal life. Context is that as a single woman, I do get asked the marriage question, by everyone. Something so personal, as choosing a living breathing thinking functioning human person to spend the whole…

Can we just go to the park, and hang? Can we sit among the flowers, and be? May I lie down on those dewy small green blades, And lose myself in the sea of blue above? Will you lie next to me and hold my hand, So that I don’t get lost? Will you let me hear the flutter of the wings of the ladybirds? And the chime of your laughter? May I spend my day sitting there, still, Till the sky above is dark, but Gleaming with those little shimmers, the stars Which reflect in your eyes?

[Spoiler Alert!] I believe this movie was a hit when it was released back in 1998. I at least know that the music was a success, the A.R. Rehman music we grew up listening, the Chaiya Chaiya & Dil Se Re etc. Growing up, I was never really a fan…

Covid is back and I’m scared, not too scared, not scared enough to stop living and working as usual, but scared enough to acknowledge it. Why am I scared? In the last covid wave I lost someone. …

I’ve been writing about stress for quite a while now. To be honest, seeing people in stress and myself being in stress lead to those articles. I intellectualised my stress rather than admitting that I was stressed. And I think I still am more stressed than one should be. Not…

I miss you. You were the one person who was the kindest to me. And you were kind to everyone. Type C personality, that’s what they are calling it, the kind of people more likely to die of cancer. Because they keep it all in. You were also unfortunately always treated as a second-class citizen, being a woman in North India. Even though you were a first-class person. You also kept it all in. I love my grandfather also, but I love you more. And seeing you always brings out the child in me.

So therapy isn’t the solution, it just helps guide you to solutions and sustain those. What else can help manage stress? Let’s address that, but before I go ahead, I must share something the therapist said to me. He said he hadn’t imagined that HR could also have stress, after…

In my quest to understand roots of various behaviour, I stumbled upon trying to understand crime. It’s unfortunate that all knowledge comes at a price, and many of the options I explored to gain deeper understanding of this came with big price tags. So here I am sharing whatever little…